Life as we know it


Gone are the days of my life, I'd say Carrying the┬áSunken old dreams, I'd fade Little did I know Like the caged Catholic nuns quibble The Unpredictability, I'd foresay Like the pouch, I wear every day Like the hope in verge of tears, I'd explode Never, Life was easy Wait for insanity to pour down... Continue Reading →

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