By muizzahgaddafi
Summon me when it starts being hard
When you are out of cigarettes
to smoke away your pains
When you prefer red bracelets
around your dull wrist hand
When you dried out your drinks
to calm down your veins
When your legs too numb
to stand still in stranger land
Big baggages tattoed around your body
will eventually fade away
But, the dark blank space
was never ever your place
So, please let your soul summon me
when it is starts being hard
And, let me please your summon’s soul
before it starts being hard
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