These days makes me feel like a lot happening within me. I feel like crying, I feel that refutation within me of that something..
Just hold me, I am a mix bag surviving like a lot happening within me. My soul feels every moment, as if my senses are playing to be what they want me to be...
This time around the corner of the edge,my mind says the same. The only thing that I have to be is a freak me..
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