combatting dwindling steps,
inhibitions are crumbling,
a stray from gray bushes,
no strokes to follow,
meld in the silence of hollow
whims to unveil gleaming
holy grail,
slapping torches and fires to season prevails
Aug 4, 2022
Aug 4, 2022 at 11:26 AM UTC
combatting dwindling steps,
inhibitions are crumbling,
a stray from gray bushes,
no strokes to follow,
meld in the silence of hollow
whims to unveil gleaming
holy grail,
slapping torches and fires to season prevails
to all the people who felt they are alone...I can feel every pain you are into..don't worry, everything happens for a reason..let's keep on fighting.
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