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May 2017
We stage a play against the time
I know you are fain
A microdot for the mind
The words that won't be said
Promise me tonight we will escape.

I saw the ghost in your eyes
Functioning of the galaxies
Perfectly capsuled in our minds
So if you are ready to take that long walk
DOORS OPEN but it ain't free.

You hear them
To Their songs to be sane
He screams "This is my end " to the abyss I ran across the graveyard to find myself staring at those ****** water
Listened to my winded self.
#acid #journey
Written by
Abie Johnson  22/M/India
(22/M/India)   
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