I hear them whispering in my dreams
The angles of death calling me
I see their message engraved in my soul
A calling of the light towards the unending darkness
Not a word spoken,
Nor a story told,
Darkness a word,
Silhouette an end...
The angles of death calling me
I see their message engraved in my soul
A calling of the light towards the unending darkness
Not a word spoken,
Nor a story told,
Darkness a word,
Silhouette an end...
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
4 Critics:
eeeee is that you?
it is...
lol kya hua am I looking that ugly? :P
i so much like this capture...well done!!
@I have no identity:
Thank you thank you :)
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