Lonely Island
Words and sounds from the deep(er) parts of my life.
17 July 2013
Realisation
Every tear shed alone,
I grow stronger. Stronger. Stronger.
Every moment spent by myself,
Makes me realise the real meaning of life and its illusions and false promises.
When I am speeding on my bike at night,
Nothing, nothing, and no one can touch me.
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