Left Into The Oblivion
Look at us,
a serene probability of synchronicity.
Everything is so perfect,
And everything is at peace. Continue reading
Left Into The Oblivion
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Boulevard of Broken Dreams
It makes me wonder,
if the creases on my hand,
really tell a tale,
or these are just scars,
scars that ruin my fate. Continue reading
My Requiem
The radiance of the sky,
is not enough to light up my thoughts.
as I slowly pace along the road,
all I see is death swifting through my throat.
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But today I shall not talk about the cause,
neither the bullet nor the approaching yellow lights.
But a hymn lingers on underneath my lobe,
with a tale of it’s own.
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The Last Call
Waiting in this lonely room,
this is how it’s gonna end today,
the blood starts to stop in my vein,
I wish it never had to end this way,
I never would blame you for this day.