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I have a story in my mind The broken walls They two sided They stand side ways Greave in the shadow for days A chapter erased teared is the verse we heard From zero to one From the beginning to the continuation For the will to seal determination Loose ends seeks attention of A broken siren A set off A rough climb virginity it broke The last time a fall was a mock A walk wasn't the talk Boundaries reshaped Heights reformed The standard is high it needs restored A sigh of disappointment That's a far cry A soldier lost the army Shooting blanks with a Broken pistol A bang off Is standing a better option A knock on the floor is owning Circular rhythm It's not deep It's sharp Gave up on hope yet hoped not to give up Yawning is stretching it feels home The walls looks distant the grip is gone How to knit and grind The walk of shame is blind Pains paints mourning of sound That's round That's loud These walls drives rotation heard a summon of a Broken siren A set off A day worse time is the same The remainder remains in the game What's right wasn't the main What's left is blood of the injector Holding hope realising surrender Human gender possesses agenda Behind A smile of a Broken accent A sad love A call of duty logic is the reason A set on surely is a mission Hugged by notion ]Blinded by passion Faith is an assassin In hunt for action Thunders are landing The script is fading The radius is raising A few who stands up Amending the loudness of the sound of a Broken siren. A set off Deep instruments it feels A few walks it needs From a wall to another From the first to another Slow steps of a driver A siren destroys Like a scratchy record Complement is an effort Optical is optional The centre is original Initial Destination of a Broken Siren A set on.
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Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 3:32 PM UTC
Broken walls
I have a story in my mind The broken walls They two sided They stand side ways Greave in the shadow for days A chapter erased teared is the verse we heard From zero to one From the beginning to the continuation For the will to seal determination Loose ends seeks attention of A broken siren A set off A rough climb virginity it broke The last time a fall was a mock A walk wasn't the talk Boundaries reshaped Heights reformed The standard is high it needs restored A sigh of disappointment That's a far cry A soldier lost the army Shooting blanks with a Broken pistol A bang off Is standing a better option A knock on the floor is owning Circular rhythm It's not deep It's sharp Gave up on hope yet hoped not to give up Yawning is stretching it feels home The walls looks distant the grip is gone How to knit and grind The walk of shame is blind Pains paints mourning of sound That's round That's loud These walls drives rotation heard a summon of a Broken siren A set off A day worse time is the same The remainder remains in the game What's right wasn't the main What's left is blood of the injector Holding hope realising surrender Human gender possesses agenda Behind A smile of a Broken accent A sad love A call of duty logic is the reason A set on surely is a mission Hugged by notion ]Blinded by passion Faith is an assassin In hunt for action Thunders are landing The script is fading The radius is raising A few who stands up Amending the loudness of the sound of a Broken siren. A set off Deep instruments it feels A few walks it needs From a wall to another From the first to another Slow steps of a driver A siren destroys Like a scratchy record Complement is an effort Optical is optional The centre is original Initial Destination of a Broken Siren A set on.
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26/M/Cape Town,Western Cape,SA
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 3:32 PM UTC
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