Namjune قصص

Everyday is a nightmare, everything is unless and everybody's fool in this world cospirated by Evil. One thing comfortable is hidding in the shadows and like painful hollows, darkness is one way out from this storm stalking our vanished nature. Destruction is looked like by our mind and only our painful words can passionate the poetry. In this starve world, unlucky, our striken voices are vanishing and our wishes are leaving this world. Doing so, we could live well our sentiments which stressed are from this smoke among our miserable spirits and fleshes. Then our destiny is cursed. It's better let this hell and going in the dreamed paradise.