Lost Town

Hand full of cuts Mind full of dreadful sound That’s how things roll up In this lost town. Seeing faces with marks Crawling for their crown Dragging their soul For what they couldn’t found. Night full of isolation Days full of cursed bound Only faded shooting stars Passes through this lost town. Now only scavengers […]

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Reminiscence of early life

Life which I used to live Was full of memories Was full of tears Was full of sins Which always make me fear, Was full of people Whose contact I used to have Seldom made me felt so blissful Until it turn out to be a crap, Now I am sipping champagne and Removing them […]

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