Rabu, 12 April 2017

Steam

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    I was in a trouble to get out from the haunted beauty. 
days without dreams, a knife that pierced the heart, 
silent but always yelling, beautiful poetry has no meaning anymore, 
Lonely is a friend without sin.Loyal in every heart kid. 
stuck in a grey zone like dream. Im Gone like steam.

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