Defection with a bit of perfection
Made completely out of gold
i never knew what it was capable of
the shadows of the dark
creeps from behind takes over a single soul
Making it unknown just like the rest, how do you stop the shadow when it watches your every move as if it’s you
How you not let it make you like the rest?
No one knows when they become the next victim
It waits till You think everything is perfect then it comes and makes it rain when it’s sunny
It’s intention is not
To make you happy only to bring you down
In the darkness and you become Unknown.