Pleasant Look Into Styx River

Walk this way Take it from the river down in the east A place down the west Taking the troubles of my mind Johnny has gone south With his guitar in the wind The hearing's tomorrow Summer Where's the bride She's in court for the hearing It's Bonnie And Clyde And the sea of dreams Turning upside down There representation of something unique A pleasant hook Of reality There is a pressure to create And develop the time, I kill and feel I know and breathe Among Murderers And COnvicts As one person among the dead As many in dread As many dread my exorcism The hollow breaths The ghastly sharp sensations The terrible tools of simpletons These ghosts just sift through your river Styx Like me

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aditya-roy

28 / M / New Delhi, India

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