Void

Time to go..

Everyday was a funeral

As you can see, I was changing every second, I remember I was talking with a friend and a minute passed by, I was told that within a moment I changed an Idea,a thought, a word, it was like I killed myself, and got resurrected. This thing burdens the soul.

The illusions that I’ve made back in the days, nearly all dead, at that time, I was filled with sorrows. Then I didn’t know where to go, after that mask.

"Peak of Depression"

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Such is life, I guess..

احداث هواي كاعدة تتكرر ويايه.

i'm at ease with the dark

"Transmutation"