The clouds went black
the sea got unsteady
and for what reason
just to tell me to live
i could end right now
my blood would slowly
turn the sea red
and when my spirit eventually
leave my tired vessel
it will paint the clouds blue
so others can l...
Sep 10, 2021
Sep 10, 2021 at 1:50 AM UTC
The clouds went black
the sea got unsteady
and for what reason
just to tell me to live
i could end right now
my blood would slowly
turn the sea red
and when my spirit eventually
leave my tired vessel
it will paint the clouds blue
so others can l...
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