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"so, turn off the light
cause it's night on the sun
you're hopelessly hopeless
i hope so
for you.
freeze your blood and then stab it into me
freeze your blood and then stab it into me
freeze your blood and then stab it into, into
stab your blood into me, and end."
Some nights I feel as week as water. My legs slide about, freely yet under me. I'm in control. But the energy level's low, and my eyelids blink slow, a rolling pupil.
I hope everyone is doing well. I may or may not be, but once in a while I'm happy.
Sometimes I wonder if my life will mirror his. Everyone of his words holds a little sadness, and his sentences, though perfect and beautiful, sound weighed down. I do not know if it is as unfortunate as I have been lead to believe. It's a different life, and I honestly don't know which one I would choose.
cause it's night on the sun
you're hopelessly hopeless
i hope so
for you.
freeze your blood and then stab it into me
freeze your blood and then stab it into me
freeze your blood and then stab it into, into
stab your blood into me, and end."
Some nights I feel as week as water. My legs slide about, freely yet under me. I'm in control. But the energy level's low, and my eyelids blink slow, a rolling pupil.
I hope everyone is doing well. I may or may not be, but once in a while I'm happy.
Sometimes I wonder if my life will mirror his. Everyone of his words holds a little sadness, and his sentences, though perfect and beautiful, sound weighed down. I do not know if it is as unfortunate as I have been lead to believe. It's a different life, and I honestly don't know which one I would choose.