There's no sleep for the tired eyes
And the 5 lost souls
Have been bribed
To stay awake
And wait for the apocalypse
In hues of broken dreams
Strenuously.
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
There's no sleep for the tired eyes
And the 5 lost souls
Have been bribed
To stay awake
And wait for the apocalypse
In hues of broken dreams
Strenuously.
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