Looking at life at such angle
An irregular massacre
Unpredictable heat arouse
Hiding beneath those blankets
Unable to define wat that moves of fast running blaze is going to puncture out d soul
Chasing,running,helppppp
Oh it all dreams
About the Creator
Deborah Wonuola
love of natureπ
Mood compels me to keep writingπ¦
Music brightens my mood πΌ
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