Caricamento in corso...

Road

On the deserted road,
When someone strolls,
It kills her more;
With no hint to the
Destiny upholds,
with throat tight
heavy with words,
Eyes traveling aimlessly
Silently killing her,
Scattered on the pale leaves
When he steps,
A riot of emotions screams
It sounds beautiful,
Oh! What a melodious tune.

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