Fuckkkkkkkk im wasting my time on these words again.
Humankind get away retreat with the waves pulse of energy stored in the blades of green green grass when the blossoms swallow the atmosphere and spit out the echo of rain and rain rain rain rain is the sweetest caress coming down from the bell of its ringing...
Sound of infinity and the lungs of vanity chiming in time with the tone of a nation animated with breath... Ohhh saviors are about and none can be without the people who stand in the place of ancestors we come from our kin full of sin but still in line to add spin
Collaped in the dizzy brain of a seeker as his casket closes and the body will be buried with the family grieving and the night comes on with a blank stare and a question for the ages never to be seen by the leftovers
No or yea or maybe or not or the songs or the solace waning while it slowly calls out im alive im alive im alive
Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 10:43 AM UTC
Fuckkkkkkkk im wasting my time on these words again.
Humankind get away retreat with the waves pulse of energy stored in the blades of green green grass when the blossoms swallow the atmosphere and spit out the echo of rain and rain rain rain rain is the sweetest caress coming down from the bell of its ringing...
Sound of infinity and the lungs of vanity chiming in time with the tone of a nation animated with breath... Ohhh saviors are about and none can be without the people who stand in the place of ancestors we come from our kin full of sin but still in line to add spin
Collaped in the dizzy brain of a seeker as his casket closes and the body will be buried with the family grieving and the night comes on with a blank stare and a question for the ages never to be seen by the leftovers
No or yea or maybe or not or the songs or the solace waning while it slowly calls out im alive im alive im alive
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