‎Saturday, ‎September ‎06, ‎2014

Try hard, try not to wash up like everyone
By the floods that took you away
Seconds I counted when the heart dissolved in clouds and changed
Moments should never cost high, memories are to be paid
While the place is going dead, devils are worshiped instead
Lovers running in angry woods leaving dreams that heart led
No society you’re not to be blamed; blindness and deaf we made
Jealousy run through our veins, runs through my sense


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