"unconscious"
>> Monday, 12 September 2011
my mind mind to death
when i smell graveyard beneath my skin
i rather choose to smell eternity falling asleep
do my soul mind to loose the step
i scent coffin nearby stand still
an empty look of the soulless skies
if now is today
who will drop by then drift mimicking fantasy and reality
who will keep on wandering accross my rusty wit
kneel in front of me
the shack of shallow that wreck my dignity
slowly sinking to my bone
trough my blood, poisoning every vein in me
do i do mind to death
do i do mind for an unawaken sleep
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