Falling into you, that candy vodka is an soliloquy for those bitter silences.
No one sheds a tear, the divinity of it all escapes reality, and nothing is left to conceal.
We all are almost famous in the eyes of infamy, but we lost ourselves along that path.
Those Friday night lights gives a buzz, only her lips can compare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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