inner voice

A taste that I do not understand
Why as if one after another
Remaining memories are difficult to forget in the forget
Dwell in the chest

Spreads toward the helpless brain As if defeating logic Poisoning the truth with a false beauty Not knowing your arrival and departure

I am powerless over the control you do I accept every sense you give Little goodness that you cultivate Sometimes I try to take control

But alas, All that does not mean Wrong if I become part of you Sticking tight like a rose with his red Life in one soul

Walking past a pseudo-era Waiting for the end of the story Welcoming his everlasting Dan period, rests on an unexpected destiny.

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