Goest & fucketh thyself..

O precious tear drops…
get back to the eye momy.
O priceless lump of feelings
get back to the heart deddu.
things go wrong all the time..
they are characterless you know.
O ripped down fragments…
of confidence,
O lantern of hope…
shine again,
despite the glass is broke…
Applying again to the lord of luck..
please steer the boat again.
I am now ready again,
to challenge the lord devil of disasters…
goest & fucketh thyself.
~ Shreyas


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