LoneDeathLife

Truth or dare,

soft whispering wish..

How people,

 

continuously stare..

 

Floating dream

waves

of a forgotten

steam…

The torturing cry

of a psychic,

scream…

 

Dream of stone

delusional soul,

throw the dog,

a bone..  Quiet life..

Best that i,

live alone…

 

Is there a gift

with which whom

owns?

Get my drift…

 


LoneDeathLife

LoneDeathLife

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