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创作者 Bitjamin
创作者 Bitjamin
Darkness, breaches the edges of vision. Waking, leaving the body. Morning comes, no arising. Sun is gone, no horizon. Time spent, gone None to come Now, become totally numb. The ones you’ve left, We’re filled with dread. Never imagined, you’d be dead. Taken life with your own hand, Left here, trying to understand. Suns gone down, moon’s come up, Guess I’ll down another cup.
Bitjamin, 2020
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Reflection, upon death.
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创作者 Bitjamin
创作者 Bitjamin
Darkness, breaches the edges of vision. Waking, leaving the body. Morning comes, no arising. Sun is gone, no horizon. Time spent, gone None to come Now, become totally numb. The ones you’ve left, We’re filled with dread. Never imagined, you’d be dead. Taken life with your own hand, Left here, trying to understand. Suns gone down, moon’s come up, Guess I’ll down another cup.
Bitjamin, 2020
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