I'm always on the high
I always do a lie
And I always play on fire
That makes the singing of the choir
Never tired of partying
Never tired of drinking
Never tired of dancing
Never tired of shouting
Let my love ones down
Let myself go drown
Let my loves breakdown
Let myself go down
My heart start to feel ache
As I see the coming light
This life is full of mistakes
And I do nothing right
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Wicked Me
PoetryThis is the republishing of 1st compilation of my poems which is Wicked Me. Themes about revelling, rebelling, and, falling.
