Let’s pretend I was walking down the lane of fire. feeling the restless, heating and precious desire.
Let’s pretend that I was willing to jump, to scream, to fall and to rise prior.
Let’s pretend I was willing to take that imperfect path to the future to inspire.
Let’s pretend there was no gun, no pain and no attached wire.
Was I the only person that believed in the mystery, or was I the seduced one? to be the one that has none is shredding your tears into your own loaded gun. Let me shoot;”let me kill”. Let me go for the one I will, my dear son. It all began when time was right and she won.
10 responses to “‘pretend,”
Good one….
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Thank you so much, Nabeela 🤗 I appreciate your time to read my work! I’m glad you liked it ☺️
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Great
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Thank you so much, Sonal ☺️☺️
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amazing work
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Thank you so much, Nancy 😊
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Whoah… this has got such good flow. The contents… are a mystery though. It’s a bit chilling, but also thrilling, Jojo. ❤︎⚡️🔆
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Thank you so much, lia 😊😊 I’m glad you find it chilling and thrilling as well!
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Adding to my favorite list!! 😌❤
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Hihihih yaaaay 😍❤️🙏🏽
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