Tears and smiles
Laughing
With a head full of lies
Growing cold but
It feels so warm inside
White
In the black world
"The empty doll "
She was called
Tearing the smiles apart
Laughing bad
Crying so hard
Losing the faces
And all the crowns
Dressing in stones
Drowning in the ground
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Withering Dreams
Poesia"But who's the tangled one in the bubble? " -Not just me, we're all confined by the walls we build ourselves. And those who suddenly find their elves in another world... maybe an unknown world Everybody who they feel something vague And every elf...
