Time is over
The time has been over lapsing
This time has been over stretching
How long must I wait for something
Something that won’t fall down
Before me
I’d sell my soul to see this happen
One step at a time
I’d make your heart then break it
So you feel
Like me
Time is over
Time has been over lapsing
Why is time over stretching?
Let me sell you to your fate
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Author:
Jalso (
Offline) - Published: October 12th, 2011 11:56
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Comments1
No thank you, please. It did not look rosy but rather grey, yet this is nigh terrifying in its grim prognosis. La, but beautifully frightening.
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