Zain Khater


Atmosphere decays in me i fail to convict my useless days
The lack of substance circle of downfall exitless ways
Into pale wake tired attempts to crush the design
It's like nowhere i cannot sell the plight that is mine

Everything is real but i'm not here
I've lost my strength somewhere nowhere
Used to care about weather used to plan the days that came
Used to try and watch you

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