Why did you bother to wake me up?
Didn’t you know that I can put myself to the most beautiful sleep? And no, they’re not called dreams.
An eerie silence which I definitely love, but only sometimes. And nonetheless, I often ask myself if I’m always sleepy. Unfastened, undone dreams. Shake them off from your eyelids and get back.. if you can. It’s a matter of when. The water still runs the same taste from last night. Widen your smile, forgive and never forget, get past the day and never forget. Blue waves and white lights wait for the perfect killer to show up, he never gets in time
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