Call me a thief,
Which ı was steal your lookings.
There is something in my veins,
It's,
Some kind of drug without you.
Just call me a thief,
Which ı was steal your memories.
But there is something stucked in my mind.
Are you some kind of drug to me?
I've been living in the darkness.
Shadow, lost myself...
Figured out, how ı have bad habits...
Shit, some kind of drug ı loved.
You have blind eyes to me.
Doesn't matter, inject you to my blood.
Skin under skin...
Wish i was real like you.
Wish it wasn't just a dream.
Wish it wasn't some kind of drug to me.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
SENİN İÇİN / FOR YOU
PoetryEvet, hepsi o gün başladı.Zamanın durduğu yerde, işte benim başlangıcım hüküm sürdü.Onu tanıdığım ilk andan beridir benim... İmkansıza inanırsanız eğer; şiirlerimi bu yüzden yazıyorum, içimdeki acıyı söndürmek için. Kendisi her ne kadar aşkı bil...
