Off the top of my head
When ever I think back all I see is dread
Mindlessly roaming the days
Passing the time as i slowly fade
Away
Into the night I dissapear
Never seen to been seen
As if I was ever seen in the first place
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 8:27 AM UTC
Off the top of my head
When ever I think back all I see is dread
Mindlessly roaming the days
Passing the time as i slowly fade
Away
Into the night I dissapear
Never seen to been seen
As if I was ever seen in the first place
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