•Existing I pretending in
Clocked net of glass
•Piercing and crying hitherto in a duet till the valves.
•Seeing them reliant,no need for u to waft
•You exist in this world
A meeting that would last
•Excruciation pain that would tick you off your feet
•There no man who can hold to keep a tight leash
•There when I need to stop before I repeat
•You don't exist to bring me to my knees
•When I got nothing but Mockery made by grim worms
•Kneeling before the world which just crumbles and Burns
•when I want count the last wafts of this drained haze
•you don't exist to staple and sew the maze
•If you truly exist in the hymns
•A symphony with only one to byun to rinse surmised
•The core of glass and metal of ice
•existing I pretending clocked net to suffice
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Scribbled tears
PoetryWhen I cry I write, when I feel lonely I quote , when I feel the crimson sun banishing my Scarlet mind into the abyss I sing. This is basically a poem's book. But it may contain some songs I wrote n quotes .... so its all my writings here You will...
