I'm a passerby
On this road of life
Sleeping all day
Zombie by night
No purpose
No reason
No rhyme
In this winter season
The only thing
I want to find
Is a quiet
Lonely place
To slowly waste away
and
die
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 8:53 PM UTC
I'm a passerby
On this road of life
Sleeping all day
Zombie by night
No purpose
No reason
No rhyme
In this winter season
The only thing
I want to find
Is a quiet
Lonely place
To slowly waste away
and
die
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