Shooter

Hello everyone, I hope you are well ! Me it goes perfectly! We meet again today for my new creation: Shooter.

This time this article will be a poem in red and black. Tender and cold at the same time. Dull and sumptuous.

The figure of the mouse, so far as I can remember, is the sudden expression that adrenaline brings to mind. The need to act immediately after the thrill.

Sneak along

Climb with the tip of the brush

Slipping is not so good

Simply for the pram

Howls the anger of your heart?

Forget it, remember the passage of time.

Smile before life tires you.

Forgotten hours lurk.

Your orange heart.

If you are not well

If you are lost

Think that down here

I do not forget you

If the river flows

Dive into my hands

Dry the swell

Sponge your pain

I hope you enjoyed this article. We meet very quickly for new adventures.

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