I WOULD GIVE IT ALL UP


Love has made me cry,
Death is walking by.
I’m still locked and dry,
Living with my eyes.
Tired of this lie,
Helpless, don’t know why.
I wish I could fly,
I keep on dreaming high…
So I sketched…



-Che Continua
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