Merging into one
The Stars, The Moons, The Suns
Nocturnal creatures run
In their illuminescent spectrum
Subterranean surfaces
Hidden from the waves
Truly a cold
Cold-hearted grave
Still somehow we still manage
To get laid...
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:42 AM UTC
Merging into one
The Stars, The Moons, The Suns
Nocturnal creatures run
In their illuminescent spectrum
Subterranean surfaces
Hidden from the waves
Truly a cold
Cold-hearted grave
Still somehow we still manage
To get laid...
Traveler Tim >>> 2018 jun
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