On this road tis hourshe walked belowstrobe lit neon flowersambulates into the mouth of nightwhile the tar devoursshadows of puerile faces with plastic smiles
Neers,Life by itself is a pain and death is nothing but our ends.
like father, like son.with your permission neers...@priyapain is our choice, but death is not.
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On this road tis hour
she walked below
strobe lit neon flowers
ambulates into the mouth of night
while the tar devours
shadows of puerile faces with plastic smiles
Neers,
Life by itself is a pain and death is nothing but our ends.
like father, like son.
with your permission neers...
@priya
pain is our choice, but death is not.
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