I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Monday, April 11, 2016
Freedom
For
the promise of death allowed I pledge my harvest within willing Rip my eyes heart lung liver brains Let me pass and fade in to oblivion
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