The voice fades away and in a midnight whisper the young and reckless boy losses his mind. Cause in this dark hour he is begging for something that can't be found. Crawling his body along the wet floor seeking for mercy. His hopes and dreams are disappearing, vanishing into thin air. But the flame of his eyes is still standing, waiting, praying to be found.
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Random thoughts of a hopeless mind
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