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Mouli
I have been imprisoned Within this hallucinating bedlam My wrists are handcuffed With shackles of self-destruction The walls are dead whit
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lends me it's silence, and I slowly open my caves untill there blooms flowers. I put my ears in my tresses and they hear days of enouement like the shades of black, golden, white tresses resembling, the lost roads they once walked on, and remembering, How Robert Frost was standing on the signal telling everyone, to take the road less travelled. (Read Caption) The voice of the sky lends me it's silence, and I slowly open my caves untill there blooms flowers. I put my ears in my tresses and they hea
The voice of the sky lends me it's silence, and I slowly open my caves untill there blooms flowers. I put my ears in my tresses and they hea
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My stubborn mind insistently replays The cacophonous scene, I did flee, Just a few tick-tock-tick-tocks ago. (CAPTION) "Driving Away, Fleeing You" I valiantly switch on the car's ignition; My juddering hand on the steering wheel; My feet, pressed on the clut
"Driving Away, Fleeing You" I valiantly switch on the car's ignition; My juddering hand on the steering wheel; My feet, pressed on the clut #yqbaba #diwa #DrivingAwayFleeingYou
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My own euphoric lucidity has been submerged, For so long, in the abject abyss of your despondency; My enfeebled limbs still clutch the piercing blades That crowd up your riveting, metallic pelt. (CAPTION) "Choosing Us" My own euphoric lucidity has been submerged, For so long, in the abject abyss of your despondency; My enfeebled limbs still
"Choosing Us" My own euphoric lucidity has been submerged, For so long, in the abject abyss of your despondency; My enfeebled limbs still #yqbaba #diwa #ChoosingUs
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Believe in yourself, once again; Entrust all the other worries to God. (CAPTION) "Star" You had it all figured out, hadn't you? As you sat on that rocking steel chair, There at the garden of your grandpa, You had everyth