s l e e p l e s s.
there's a world,
inside my head.
there are days
but nights are dead.
i.
i can't seem
to lay my head
and escape from the wake.
not until,
the day of my death.
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there's a world,
inside my head.
there are days
but nights are dead.
i.
i can't seem
to lay my head
and escape from the wake.
not until,
the day of my death.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen3h.Co