Blackened sights - reflective memories
Torn thoughts - fatal designs
How to turn up in it ?
Which way to go?
Doesn't tell the way rounds moon's disk
But only by night
I feel I'm alive
I breathe in it's power
Looking in open veins
I leave to misery
Slowly surrending to death.....
Blackened sights
Torn thoughts
Reasons fall
Found peace...
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