Fake!


Hola my friend!

After a long time... Here's a verse from the inner soul...

To the light I ride
Traversing the devil blight,
Too many gifts I win
All coated in sugar cream.
Sweat dripping like blood
A soul too tired to judge,
With eyes tired and dull
Seeking for a peace clique,
I blindly savour the sweet 
Hoping to tame the retreat.
Who knew I'll fall dead 
To the flowery ground,
When it was all fake 
From the head take.

Happy reading! Adios:)

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