The days when the bed monster took possession of peace.
Where on earth were you when I was strangled by the sheets.
The days when everyone thought that they knew what they see;
where the hell the were you when the blind man walked around me.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 6:31 PM UTC
The days when the bed monster took possession of peace.
Where on earth were you when I was strangled by the sheets.
The days when everyone thought that they knew what they see;
where the hell the were you when the blind man walked around me.
Good to see you again.
I still love you.
... stay very far away from me, okay?
Peace.
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