10 acessos
Wake up you’re sleeping.
The Clockwork stopped beating.
And your mother Warned you.
Now the sting may heal in solitude
Its Time to Cope!
I need this Worry to leave me alone!
This air is too cold.
Our Breathe looks like fog as it leaves through our nose
Pictures bring closure
That the normal is over.
With every second
The thought remains consistent.
Back to that place…
I swear I’ve never been so lost.
Now how I hold a
Key to memories with a broken lock.