blind. (pt 2)

Stare into the puddle
Of our blood
Knife made of false stars
Our hands of lust
Earth slowly crumbling
Before our eyes
Our lives
Slowly die.
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Stare into the puddle
Of our blood
Knife made of false stars
Our hands of lust
Earth slowly crumbling
Before our eyes
Our lives
Slowly die.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top