Equals
Taking a stroll through the desert sky,Finding gems and opposite connections,
Trading away all the modern logic,
Building my little hidden life,
Watching souls get corrupted and false,
Incapable of being to use,
Creeping back intot the darkness,
Let my soul also be corrupted,
Let it be false and stained,
Why them and not me?
Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2006-11-26 at 16:54
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