A beautiful lie
A tiresome truth of a generous life
A beautiful lie of a dreamy mind
The restless eyes of a thirsty soul
Seeks for some unsaid answers to unroll
What if it's not a "true"?
Is it a Sin or is it a Virtue?
Am I suppose to live or die?
Why do I sink when they say I can fly?
Let me levitate through all these days and all these nights
Let me invade the destiny and shackle it to be mine
Le...
Monday 15th August 2022 6:22 pm
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