1. Done with these lifeless days
That traumatize my breath
I’m inhaling the smoke out of his cigarette
It smells like peace,
like after war silence,
Treading on my nerves to possess my senses.
How far can i go with this lost mind ?
I I’ll stumble
I’ll stumble and fall…


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