Towards the forbidden roads, my legs walked
Around the evil mansions, my eyes roamed
To behold me, I found no chains
To set myself free, I felt no reasons
I flew on as if smoked up...
Neither I expect nor do I regret
Regarding those deeds of mine
I care less of those whispering on my faults
But in no way, I am a scoundrel nor a loon
I have clear cut paths to go, those of vagabonds...
3 comments:
has a gud flow!
it just expresses a hearts thoughts...
i, at times, think useing my heart...i guess, u do it at times too...
I have clear cut paths to go, those of vagabonds...
this is awesome and that was wat perhaps i always reminded u off babeeee.
never torch up your forbiddens.lite ur visions
finally try 2 rite with rythm(so called)ababa abcabc....etc ...etc..
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