Death is just sleep without the chance to dream, but if dreams are unattainable is it really a bad thing? I've saved myself from sleep since I was seventeen, my dreams are so much brighter than life's cold reality. My skin hold my memories, inhaling the smoke.
Broken and let down the crack in the pavement. I have nothing left to live for is a fucking understatement. Callously cauterised and left to my devices. Dictating my memoirs for what I prevent. Chink in the armour, palm prints in cement.
Wave after wave
One day you'll no longer be a part of me, one day you'll no longer cloud my judgment. I just want to escape, to be forgotten, to leave this place.
I've saved myself from sleep since I was seventeen, my dreams are so much brighter than life's cold reality. I just want to escape, to be forgotten, to leave this place.
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