I pierce my eyesight through the skies
I feel my heart there lies
Winds strengthen my pulse
Clouds shroud my loss
Tranquility pours finally inside my once disturbed heart
to make it as stable as my once arrogant pride
Heart creates agony and it's not
agony that creates the heart































والله مباراة كانت قويه







ill get 3 can's of spry and start my BrofeshonaL graffiti drawing style hehe
