I've learnt the busters but hated politics,none kept me up rather on a drift,afraid of making a wish with quite lips, sealed by a kiss of abandonment,in a spot where demons wept, deep inside,a perfect step felt like nothing just the loneliness that the winds bring after taking everything,leaving meaningless whispers,a broken heart in winter ,minds of beginners a earthquake "soft vibrations",a silent moment of terror a wheeping willow a day today nolonger tomorrow, drowning in my sorrows,a mindless thoughts the hollow,wanting to borrow a tale in the shadows of death...
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