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This endless cycle of ups This endless cycle of downs Once it breaks you out of these cuffs Only to realise, you're the only one that drowns You sense movement in your tearducts From time to time, it shocks as it's warm Meaning to let you down with waves of floods Overwhelming you, before you resort to harm Letting your eyes cough once more Eroding the sandman's architecture Which of them was left by which sore? You ask while once again you lose all texture So the vicious cycle can begin again Building up to another main event Over and over and over, my friend Just when the **** will this ******* end Seemingly calming now, I thought The sun looks to be shining on this lord of cinder But I need to find another siren to float The next will drag me down in a different manner But if it goes as far as to hold me, I don't think it will matter I'm cold, can you help me? Give me another chance to flee To see this wasn't all for no reason Tell me this knowledge will elevate me Otherwise fall might be my favorite season
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Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 7:51 AM UTC
Winter Tides (Witness part 8)
This endless cycle of ups This endless cycle of downs Once it breaks you out of these cuffs Only to realise, you're the only one that drowns You sense movement in your tearducts From time to time, it shocks as it's warm Meaning to let you down with waves of floods Overwhelming you, before you resort to harm Letting your eyes cough once more Eroding the sandman's architecture Which of them was left by which sore? You ask while once again you lose all texture So the vicious cycle can begin again Building up to another main event Over and over and over, my friend Just when the **** will this ******* end Seemingly calming now, I thought The sun looks to be shining on this lord of cinder But I need to find another siren to float The next will drag me down in a different manner But if it goes as far as to hold me, I don't think it will matter I'm cold, can you help me? Give me another chance to flee To see this wasn't all for no reason Tell me this knowledge will elevate me Otherwise fall might be my favorite season
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19/M/Hungary
Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 7:51 AM UTC
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