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The Black Tulip.

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  • The Black Tulip. 
    forget my songs, forget my voices. 
  • As wind blows, smoke fly.Forget my songs, forget my voiceThat- communicate within you. 


  •  Art is an addiction. I am an art addict. 
  •   In my solitude, I am a rescuer of my own demons.  
  •  All drenched to death
  •  it burns, it hurts.
  •  Face of my ashes is upset
  • Ashes are only transition
  •  why to love and cry when you have smoke to keep you high? 
  • my life is a long story