I want grass lands
I want moonlight
I want voices
that I can see from
Accept that no one stays
If even for a lifetime
And giving up is why
I want beautiful hands
To touch me, to tell me
To force me to believe
Alien ghost in my head
Wants me to be dead
My death to them is sweet
Release to somewhere else
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Author:
Dent Moses (
Offline) - Published: August 18th, 2017 12:46
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Comments1
Very well done. I loved it. Thank you for sharing.
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