Treasure Island

Lodi Cj Ludovik

(Hot-Malesi, Shkoder, Albania)

A Trace, To A Lost Journey


Don't you send me
in space's with fog
when is clear
out of sight
you also will be lost
to an unknwon return
without a trace
in your journey.

Therefore this fame
isn't just about that
of many heard rummor's
that withdraw from reality
in uncertain deffinition's.

nov.29.2012

Submitted: Monday, January 27, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, January 28, 2014
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November 29.2012*

Ludovik CelajNEW425 days agoat________-11: 31 amComment +1

good

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nice

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