MY PEN IS THE WINDOW TO MY SOUL .
I like to write when I feel it in my heart and soul
Wednesday 3 December 2014
My Dreams
Like all my dreams torments the days.
And my life decays slowly away
chains of haunted thoughts bound my mind.
Visions of lonely death
slowly enslave me away.
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