BEYOND RULES
YOU might find it ugly
BUT yes i m the one who like the hatched leaves then the ripened fruit[ lol]
I prefer bare foot steps rather then ramp walk with heels,
I choose TO talk instead of writing with chalk,
I love the sound of water over the full volume of DJ [remix]
I like the calmness of moon then the heat of sun;
I adore my guts over the handling of gun.
RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN
THESE all are rules HaHa
BEYOND the reality an undefined imagination exist,
I WANT to catch the falling leaves , blow them up high
make a bed ,
AND bite that fruit of struggles.
I WANT to run over the sand ,kick the sand and fly my feet in air,
AND dance with heels on my success party.
I WANT sing , mashup songs,rhymes
AND draw the sketch of mountain peak.
I WANT to listen my voice deep inside,calm words,
AND fire the glittering obstacles.
I WANT to be egotistic , attention seeker,
AND HIT THE RULES WITH AK-47!
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