Whithering away some bluish sounds
With strength enough to losen some bounds..
looking lost in a less lost world,
wandering across some under-done souls
preachin life's ecstasy..
..in a moment of whole.
Wonder whats the purpose
wonder whats in the core..(!?!)
White becomes the color of virtue
white becomes the drifting blue..
Underneath this sparkling fantasy
lies the truth profound.
Stillness has its reason,
..so has a running passion.
Nowhere to go..under this white thunder..
Madness too mad to surrender!
All I want for Christmas is you.
2 years ago
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