We only have a numbered day to live each and every one of us, so let us live every day as if it was our last day. We can't live forever in this world, there is the world to come. I hope you like my sound.

Pain Without A Cause

On Borrowed Time

Borrowed Time

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A Dark Poet: Within The Shadows 

lyrics:


Next time boolin inna dark,
You gon loose ya way, boolin in tht dark 
Next time boolin inna dark and a and a winnd blade swaay you was better off astray…
Dancin, trees 
In the wind
Like her voice in the wind 
And I tote violins 
In this crossrngndcloak un-apart
More together 
We were better off alone…




🔊Shiny wooden floors tothe marble runwaaaaays ….
I take trips 
Like 
Wayy, even 
Further out the state,
And a lowest mindstate.
15 hours and a plane,
At there demise…
Im so high- on that plane
Death.. waits….
And the blittest corpse fur from a demon inna 
!dark..
…Wordd in Japan it was still as it stands 
And insist, like you don’t understand…
Either me or ya dead.




Next time boolin inna dark and a and a wind blade swaay past paths, to the depths blood valley’
Next time boolin inna dark 
And attempts back stab my kusari,
Yeea mesh tottin’
Next time boolin inna dark 
I soo seen your loss
You insist, like you don’t understandd
Next time boolin inna dark,
5,
Death strung pins that conjure from my handd,
Deat-like strings…

Before your cost; reap & sow

“Broken Keys in the Rain” is a haunting ballad of loss and longing, steeped in the ghost of a love that refuses to fade. Through vivid imagery and aching metaphors, the song captures the weight of grief, where even the city and its silence seem to echo her absence. It’s a slow, soulful unraveling of a heart still trying to play love’s melody with keys that no longer work.

Boken Keys in the Rain

ГОЛОС МАВКИ В МЕРЕЖІ

Hip hop callejero del '97.
Producido por mí para mi grupo 3-2 Get Funky.
Crudo, directo, sin pose.
Vamos A Darle!

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