Welcome to the playground of my imagination update: this was supposed to be playground of imagination but became underground of emotional leakage
miércoles, 14 de septiembre de 2016
the tempest
I'm not the one to ride a thunder, so why this tempest over me, I thought I never really cared, so why the tears drown my chest, I am the one to look for sunlight, so why this black cloud over me, I thought I had it all in balance, but tempest knocked me off my feet, I'm not the one to search for trouble, I'd choose forever over now, I'd choose the good over the wicked, I'd choose the love over the lust, The only thing I really fear, is I'll get out then get back here.
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