mindA Poem by Leaf
walking in the sun
hot and cold the wind breath to my feet walking... my skin still cold alone under the ground locked in this case is this the end what is my soul about the sound of the crowd the killer is the time the world continues and the sun goes down the moon comes up silence shows up now the night is a child and the murder wakes up
© 2015 LeafAuthor's Note
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Added on December 14, 2015 Last Updated on December 14, 2015 AuthorLeafoeiras, Lisboa, PortugalAbouthii my name is pedro the name i choose is about the name of my band the tree leaves i choose that name because one day i saw a dead tree and that tree stuck in my head and gave me lots of sensatio.. more..Writing
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