Without any toll,
as there is no soul
what lies within is more akin to a ghoul
We’re all the fool
jesters and nude emperors
it’s all only temporary
almost imaginary
Things never happen fairly
Deadbeat, lack of sleep Leaving my eyes to scream Headache spinning, Nightlife day-dreaming; Nicotine steam Added ground-bean caffeine— Time...
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