Failure always occurs.
Ease hardly to find.
Account to more dejection.
Race through to deep of sadness.
This is how F.E.A.R. comes run into my mind.
Jr.
Poetry of Dreams
He: The Second One
Another day from a dream He came unexpected though, One thing I am so sure... He is the second and not the first. He came with the same en...
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