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The Unknown

I was walking straightly along the street, Eyes of unknown were saying their warm greet. Feels like that I was being stripped, Eyes of unknown were trying me to grip. I was walking straightly along the street, Grins of unknown were offering me a treat. Feels like they were inviting me, Grins of unknown were seducing me. I was walking straightly along the street, Touch of unknown was a soothing sprit. Feels like they were pulling me, Touch of unknown was really trying me. I was walking straightly along the street, Words of unknown were their rudest kit. It feels like that they were treating me bad, Words of unknown only made me to run hard.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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