Untitled.
Deep in the deepest Amazon
Your voice echoes, calling upon .
I felt the breeze carry the part of a person I know,
Tickling my senses, pounding through
In Zulu, ahead of time. I have chased
And swiftly rode behind your shadow
Drowning in
Unheard and blinded beyond sight
Up on the
Ice white like
Clean image before my fight
Upon fight
Rude shock
Down below the
My self another quadrangle. Complicated!
Driven by lust and greed
The love have ended its pledge upon
The cupid.
I seek hate
Unable to de-tour and rig the plenty.
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