This is where the mind can be sorted
when the drive of dreams breaks you out
no longer a prisoner in shattered time
just spinning tales within rythmes
This is the liberty of dreamers
the starlite warlike creatures
the ones that plead for change
and not from the streets of despair
My last lights
my liberty of dreamers
I do stands **** proud
as all my banners are for you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 8:53 AM UTC
This is where the mind can be sorted
when the drive of dreams breaks you out
no longer a prisoner in shattered time
just spinning tales within rythmes
This is the liberty of dreamers
the starlite warlike creatures
the ones that plead for change
and not from the streets of despair
My last lights
my liberty of dreamers
I do stands **** proud
as all my banners are for you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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