My Thoughts

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Waliur Rashid

Drunk on high hopes,

I keep dreaming on, with eyes open wide.

I can’t even fathom the world passing me by.

My dreams turn into my reality.

Oh baby, you’ll never see the darkness hiding inside me.

If I could pour everything out of my mind.

The whole world would go blind.

The relentless chronicles of hell,

all begins with the sound of a bell.

When the world turned me down.

I crept into a little town.

Here I am me, and we are we.

There is nothing left to happen

and nothing left to be.


Wali enjoys lying in bed doing nothing. But he does enjoy a good Lovecraftian movie!

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