Trust in the past,
a gust of what I
lust after and the
times spent by
the unknown life
and not allow
disgust into my
dusty world that
mistrust of who
has been the
musty memories
that keep me from
waking up in
a rusty cell.
Trust In The Past
A collection of dark, musical words.
Trust in the past,
a gust of what I
lust after and the
times spent by
the unknown life
and not allow
disgust into my
dusty world that
mistrust of who
has been the
musty memories
that keep me from
waking up in
a rusty cell.
Pitch Black Poesy 
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