the night is thick with the promises of dreams
and my eyelids grow heavy pulling them down as i breath in the sweet scent
it is bliss in my nostrils
and i feel like the addict getting to know his old friend
my body is heavy and sleep is to come
but when my eyes flutter open the world is stained blue
a vibrant blue like...like... jack frosts winter ice making designs on my window
and my eyelids grow heavy pulling them down as i breath in the sweet scent
it is bliss in my nostrils
and i feel like the addict getting to know his old friend
my body is heavy and sleep is to come
but when my eyes flutter open the world is stained blue
a vibrant blue like...like... jack frosts winter ice making designs on my window
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