Night has gone windswept night
Feeling restless now mushroom in mind
God knows what in my soul that permeates this
As the rate of crashing waves on the ocean reef
Prevent me when unable to come a bit of hope
But hope it grows when night staring at the sky painted idol man
I raised millions more sense with the pace of the evening
Increasingly rusty dagger stabbed in the heart senses
Silence accompanies a night filled with flowers oppression
Fertility cruised love beautiful love shared memories
Sprinkle charm in life is tormenting us
We all tormented shadow leadership dilapidated. By. Adnan
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