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Lost my mind
Lost my mind
Torn inbetween
War and his love
Barring the truth
Orphan living session.
Vesciral moments
Meaning freedom
Is in deep trouble
Chained to a demon
Forgetting the earth
Blindness overides
Faith begin s to fade
Councilling is zero
No channeling fixure
Loveless and empty
Looking for his
Coco colour
One with solitaire
Strangulated her
Oh mother just pass
Darkness overtakes
Moth jacket
And closet shut.
Show laces knotted
Soul to soul now oh
Ignite your thoughts
Write the verse
Guitar break
This is it.
I know the sun is here
Waiting for the right time!
Like two anecdote twins.
One circle of fame.
One channel to roam
Triangle language
Torn inbetween
War and his love
Barring the truth
Orphan living session.
Vesciral moments
Meaning freedom
Is in deep trouble
Chained to a demon
Forgetting the earth
Blindness overides
Faith begin s to fade
Councilling is zero
No channeling fixure
Loveless and empty
Looking for his
Coco colour
One with solitaire
Strangulated her
Oh mother just pass
Darkness overtakes
Moth jacket
And closet shut.
Show laces knotted
Soul to soul now oh
Ignite your thoughts
Write the verse
Guitar break
This is it.
I know the sun is here
Waiting for the right time!
Like two anecdote twins.
One circle of fame.
One channel to roam
Triangle language
Published 8th Sep 2023
Author's Note
Like two anecdotes, I got to find the right time when this molested mask comes off my face, I don't know why gypsy's and rock stars go through this, mistaken identity!
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