somniphobia .
I'm night faced crookedly placed , the Candy shop Pennies woth that made it all ok. the face of drowning follows me robbing my pockets and performing inside out heart surgery I'm night faced forever crookedly placed. somniphobia Dead inside can't fake a life beg or cry it's entitled to everything I'm night faced and forever crookedly placed the bed is a place to die for unclean dreams reflecting inside of a prism always avoiding My other side. I'm night faced forever crookedly placed.
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