It’s been twelve years dancing with the fucking devil.My pure soul turned into evil,wicked and cruel person.I regret all the time,give back me my boyhood.Eighteen,I felt sometime is broken inside me and my boyhood was my first thing to be proud of.
We can plant a memory garden for the purest and calmest Souls of this world in my fairyland where it all started.The wickedish and Cruel so call LOVE 💟 felt like selfish and greedy,does it completed me and my empty soul?For how long,I will play safe and will ignore the 🚩 flags.I miss what I used to be,God Rest My Soul,RIP to My Self.
I can let it go,Go with The Flow or Be The Flow.All I do is Blame Myself or Someone Else,Who will wash my filthy hands,If You looked My Way?The Pain was ruthless and endless,If YOU ever touched which I Loved every fucking bit of YOU(T❤️😞)
Pray,Pray in the End,It Doesn’t Even Matter??Memories feel like Weapons,Stick and Stones,Will it break My Filthy and Unbreakable Bones?
PHYSIOHEALER. 