goodnight
When he lays beside you who will you call? No one can wait because time is gone. The line of life has taken its toll. Farther off into the distance. But no distance to far for life when end comes, when eyes close, when vanished wounds kill the sun. Making only touch push me into something darker than the mind im in.
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