• _eraser 16w

    And destinations are meant to be reached. Aren’t they?
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    Sinner.

    Cold,
    Colder like the ocean,
    Have you felt it before?
    Cold enough to disrupt your dreams?
    Cold enough for difficult to bleed?
    Last night, I trespassed a bridge inside my head , full of thoughts , parting separate but familiar destinations.
    And destinations are meant to be reached, aren’t they?
    I’m not afraid of my deeds, for i know the path i choose was never easy!
    Oh,
    My soul is on the urge of distress,
    For , I don’t hold an apology to anybody,
    Cz I know i’m a sinner, sinner with the scars all over my soul.
    ©_eraser