i was pretty high yet i couldn;t resist typeing this crap. i hope u guys will like it
She searched for the keener sound and strong emotion
While I touch the mist of an old devotion.
A breath upon her neck falls once again
As the descended time walked though the streets of main.
Here is the room at last refrain
As the sky turns in a garden full of rain.
The edge of Unseen Ocean
Intimidate with inevitable illusion
Sets the flowers free thought the window
Between the wet earth and solitary widow.
I call it my own yard
Like the yellow broken wings bird.
I feel I should touch those flowers
As she sleeps for several hours.
Now that the sun hides in the silky dew
I count the moments and they were few.
Still the shadow of profound change -
Upon the dark night and the feeling of strange.










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