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THE MASK
I can’t see
But I can dream
It’s like wearing a blindfold
On my brown eyes
I can’t watch, but I can feel
All these weird wild vibes
All these angelic faces around me
But those diabolic souls surround me
Are they real or are they fake?
It’s like watching a blue snowflake
Falling for smiles and grace
All night murdering for a race
I can’t wait
Ti...
Saturday 1st August 2020 12:02 pm
Morningstar
Hello my beautiful morningstar
My pleasure that i hold dear to myself
Who's beauty I hold to my self
I am the devil and i have deal to make before you waste your beauty here
Walk this green earth ignorant to pains existence or swim in your emotions and lose yourself like an ordinary human?
Does it not intrest you in what you could truely become a love a pillar of light in the dark
...Sunday 23rd June 2019 6:11 am
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