Lost
in self doubt
Bathing
in bloody tears
Looking
back over my shoulder
Regularly
shooting up past glories
Drunk
on depression
Suddenly
an Azaan
Gives
me a heart attack
Now
my soul can see again
Tasting
infinity
Back
to jamming....
And
all things mad...
Faisal
(03.04.2013)
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