Not long now
Sooner or later, I'm coming home. Wherever it could be, in heaven or in hell. No one could ever tell. Doesn’t matter. I must go. I must go. Love me tender Love me rough. Whatever it is, My body’s already numb. Engorged in this hum of death’s lullaby. I must go. I must go. ©reddragonfly⚘
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