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Your world is quiet tonight, dreams drifted to nightmare synthesized points leads no reason, you might caught up by a monster you better watch out, look at every corner of his eye. There's a gold glitter on the floor look closer, underneath it's a remnant of ruined cards shifted to play this part without a soul, like a demon. Love is a villain that vanquished the queen dancing in white storm; you are too beautiful to wear a monochrome dress. Don't look under the bed, you will get what you deserve, in your curiousness in your consciousness.
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 3:45 AM UTC
Don't look under the bed
Your world is quiet tonight, dreams drifted to nightmare synthesized points leads no reason, you might caught up by a monster you better watch out, look at every corner of his eye. There's a gold glitter on the floor look closer, underneath it's a remnant of ruined cards shifted to play this part without a soul, like a demon. Love is a villain that vanquished the queen dancing in white storm; you are too beautiful to wear a monochrome dress. Don't look under the bed, you will get what you deserve, in your curiousness in your consciousness.
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Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 3:45 AM UTC
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