domenica 4 novembre 2018

Black sin

I see all my sins,
*that no one can see me*
in this dark room,
I only hear music.
In a state of coma
white noise crush.
I do not want to go home.
I want to ride tall dreams
I'm sweet, but I look so bad.
I wear black.

I have troward all my sins,
*that someone can save me*
in a state of awakening.
In the spotlight,
in a corner,
dance looking at the blank.
Sinner.
I feel like I can do anything.
I do not want to hear my thoughts,
I turn off my head ... silence.
Please bless me

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