Falling down of pray
Treat of world I do
Fake dry of the day
Showing the death to do
Pointless
effort nonsense
Closing
my blind heart
Cold
of night tests
Make
me quiet hurt
Can’t turn away from the road
Punch the soul to awake
Gets up from dream of cold
Make sure opposite break
~Moch.
Abdul Azis (117874)~
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