Senin, 22 Desember 2014

Hope

In the darkest winter
A place there is no light
I try to find the sun that's light
To make my days alive

I watch my adolescent past
Then pray for my old last
The air around feels frozen
My shadows attention

The presence
The moment
Disappearance

I take over the glass of beer
And stay to the slumber
I want a beautiful whip
And achieve what I want
I breath for the space
And make some fukin noise
I hold my lovely land
A place where is I stand

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