I fill my eyes with petroleum
Let it all burn
Noone sees me
Let it all burn
Im set now
I have served my time on the internet
I walk outside to pet a cat
Too late
It quickly gets run over by a police car
Usually it is cold here, evil people
Nothing is what is in front of me
But i am waiting for you
You will find me
In golden chains i drown in consciousness
My blood is cleaner than the cleanest drugs
With others, you are getting tied up
And i will again crumble together in an empty room
Without you
- Author: vatreea ( Offline)
- Published: November 11th, 2022 17:50
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 9
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