There is something serenading my soul
Like a glow in the dark
Whisper life Into me
Dark twist of metal taste
Take no form
There is something serenading my soul
A watch to an endless dream
Pandemonium cripple me temporarily
Oh the Twinkle
A trick to make me mumble
Talking dreams
Yet seems far fetch
Fall to the paradigm
Reality unreal
Young old soul
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Author:
Rome (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: July 30th, 2017 21:11
- Category: Fantasy
- Views: 25
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