The last call

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

how he felt on that last call from traumatic that was.

Submitted: October 23, 2017

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Submitted: October 23, 2017




The epidemic dawn in a minute,

Sky broke apart and lightening stroke Onto the world of mine like a bullet.

The aerodynamic wrap of affection,

Seemed to be sabotaged with the rigorous song that you played on the transmission.

all fresh freezed red beets you let to be dried in heats with baby leaves.

And the spinal chord sensed its fate with no reversed,

But it was I who gave leads to the head first.

With you I saw the midnight sun in the dark,

Now it is dark-night in the daylight in a valley of gloom and emotion streaming its way with no fine mark.

This wound doesn't pain anymore,

It burns and i don't have any metaphor.

Hope you didn't play yourself coz You got nerve,

I am still trying to be the man you barely deserve.

All my dreams fall with that last call,

Hope you don't remember me at all.

--praz Dean kelvin

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