Redan medlem?
Logga in
Faces in darkness on the other side of my dreams
Lightning bolts in the eyes of the worlds greatest smile
The woods could almost reach the windows of the unreal skyscrapers made of water in the pacific oceans twelve community\'s
Flowers in my hand rotted in times of the false intentions of an unreal clock
And my dreams ends with a sigh and the wind is almost real again although my heart is pounding less
in this world
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