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I've driven myself in to the valley of deserted Tears. To where it's too hot, while living is an isolation. There's no river nor lush forest around, its as dry as the desert sands, then humidity strikes your nerves that you'll feel overcooked. The crimson sky Bleeds of its inking Beauty... I on the other hand solidify my strength to ease the burden I carry, as i lift myself Little by little towards A meaningful step For SURVIVAL! © pax
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Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 11:09 AM UTC
Deserted Tears
I've driven myself in to the valley of deserted Tears. To where it's too hot, while living is an isolation. There's no river nor lush forest around, its as dry as the desert sands, then humidity strikes your nerves that you'll feel overcooked. The crimson sky Bleeds of its inking Beauty... I on the other hand solidify my strength to ease the burden I carry, as i lift myself Little by little towards A meaningful step For SURVIVAL! © pax
I wrote this as a means to remind myself for the beauty of life.
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Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 11:09 AM UTC
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