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The Seeds of Happiness and Love

Storm in my bloody soul making noise all over my half-dead body, my blood getting cold my breath getting hard am i done with mission in this piece of earth, is it time to say Goodbye? My voice get lower than before, but inside in me my inner voice screaming loud cause it's hard to live with pain with strong desire little spark is enough to light up the sleeping fire. I feel like i fall into the darkness breaking myself in pieces, but there's a little circle of hope making me raise myself high like a Phoenix and burn the sadness and all the malice in this world and plant seeds of happiness and love that's the flower which is missing in this dark and cruel world. 22/05/2017

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