Allan Martin Abao Dosdos II
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“breathing The Fragrance Of Death; Distorted World”
Empty mind with void reminders
Makes me so clouded;
I need you now!
Henceforth, the time is not moving
and I am equating my last fear
To escape reality,
and ride into a new deceit and die
I am now imprisoned inside the prism of fear
Long, I am so eager to escape
For now, my nostrils smoke like a chimney
Reaching and touching the rusty skies above
Looking for something to kill the pain
Let me borrow your shovel!
Let me dig my own graveyard!
So let it be, for you like it,
and not me!
Oh! How can I accept you for loving,
if you ...