We're right on the middle
Of the end of the world
If I die, in the fight for our lives.
Will I wake up tomorrow,
Under glorious suns,
Or with another battle?
With the never ending rythm,
And the rhyme of decision day.
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 6:20 AM UTC
We're right on the middle
Of the end of the world
If I die, in the fight for our lives.
Will I wake up tomorrow,
Under glorious suns,
Or with another battle?
With the never ending rythm,
And the rhyme of decision day.
bRoOOOO
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17/Genderqueer/Your local grocery store
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 6:20 AM UTC
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