Treasure Island

Vishal Sharma

(10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

Save me to grave


Save me to the hellish grave

Neither am I so brave

Who has a reason to grow

To get a great chance to be

And who gets a penny destiny

For the melody crime I did

I dug up my own grave, so brave

Who will ever look into my eyes

That is called a ruined fortune

Slapped against the race of time

And that damage I would unable to explore

To my mystery, give me a head of justice

That would describe my own trodden path

That things never go straight, as planned

The dark nightmares are so fuckin' dangerous

My mind has been eaten by these nasty worms

Whom my mind thinks are coming up monsters

And diggin' up own grave made me more pretty

Yeah, that happened...I am sure and you too should be

Submitted: Thursday, October 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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