Jun 3, 2021, 7:48 PM

Behind this Bars XIX.VII.2016 

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The chilling void of distant constellation
I hear calling me tonight;
The empty breath of cursed desperation
Is my beloved, my friend and bride.
Where is my smiled mask -
I can't find it anywhere...
That way I lose my voice to ask,
That way I lose my will to dare.
Behind this fucking bars
I see a shining star tonight;
She shine for me among all stars -
She's my begining, is my end, she is my light. ...

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