you waits sometimes for hours
you wants ring too
to keep your eyes nailed to the door
time doesn't pass
bends at the waist ,not insomnia
if he doesn't comes to fear
becomes nightmare
sometimes you don't want to ring
you shuts the door thight
they can't never open ,you wants
and your ears shuts with your hands
you don't want to hear the ring
becomes nightmare
evrything is a nghtmare
inside this unknown
know
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 3:04 AM UTC
you waits sometimes for hours
you wants ring too
to keep your eyes nailed to the door
time doesn't pass
bends at the waist ,not insomnia
if he doesn't comes to fear
becomes nightmare
sometimes you don't want to ring
you shuts the door thight
they can't never open ,you wants
and your ears shuts with your hands
you don't want to hear the ring
becomes nightmare
evrything is a nghtmare
inside this unknown
know
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