Live *part 1*
265 Words
I live, in the shadow of the inspiring illusions of sweet life. Long walks, infant journey towards endless dreams. Depraved adolescent life, with hopes of capturing it, the triumph of victory.
I live , in shadow of thoughts mixed with smoke of insatiable tobacco and alcohol , which is not getting us drunk. Blinding smoke , thats traps you in the garment of the past. Soul imprisoned by chains of sinful darkness. Deep wounds , wounds that never close, neither occupy nor drip blood.
I live , in the shadow of the past . Confusing heads, trailing maybe no return. Nothing beats... . The big world without colors , full damage, except a full black and white mosaic. Past time , too old and ancient. I live, under portrait of underworld self-author.
Who am I? Who have I been? Who will be ? Is it a free spirit in that little girl's world ? Slave of devouring world? No response, maybe there is, "who knows"? Run to grow up or run to go back in time? Ah, so confusing!
I live , under the contempt of this disgusting society. Friendship that spoils you . Friendship that fixes you. Friendship that exalts you. Friendship that put you down. But we , yes We are part of this vortex. Souls sold for two means cons. Will they ever end?!
I live , under the crush of the most heartless player, Destiny. Game , game , game finally wreck. Maybe even win, but mostly pain after victory. Fall prey to success by traing the bitter test of failure.
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