Irreverent and solstice,
Its where roofs are tucked behind a crevice,
And the crevice blatantly reminds,
Funny faces come with height,
Gloom is an imposed sleight,
fetching muck,
Stuck in tepid silences,
why does the floor smell of home,
But windows stay frosty?
Can I jump out?
Some shards and bleeding,
The signpost shall be new words I am reading..
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THe RopE Of LiFe The rope of life ! The rope of life ! Walk carefully ! Walk carefully ! Not a step right, Not a step left, In...
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Broken(from a girl's perspective) I am sad I am broken from him for the rest of my life I am broken We were one soul The soul is ...
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