Seeds flow on winds to an window
gathering oldest new memories
flesh like an innocent kiss
to fixing roots deep inside
Get the feeling from old winds
so open up the mind's windows
and let live more than days
to let die at another time
Sometimes we need silence
to feeling go back childhood
it smells like an innocence
Sometimes we realize past is over
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Malleus Maleficarium (from Dead Scrolls)
PoetryAnthology of my texts written between 2000s decade years inspired by metal songs, medieval culture, renaissance, depression, force of will and wishes. English isn't my primary language, so, sorry any mistake or wrong use of expressions. Enjoy It! CR...
