Blood drops from the ceiling. Don look, its a scene that will haunt you for a long. Who me? The heart of me is strong today. But i'm leaving, never looking back.
I'm going seri beringin to a spot where the view is breath taking, the wind blowing thru my hair and the shine is a pleasent reminder that theres something looking around. You don understand, its ok :)
Final destiny turned fantasy
wasn't stoned, just blur
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