Mister Lies
Magichour
sleeping but not dead only waiting no way to be prepared for what we knew was comingcould feel it, the stillness like the air would always be pure and bright the stillness you could have told me the sun was setting upwards and i'd believe youend of the illusion beginning of over one magic hour breaks the fall from foreverwaking as it planned darkens, changes no way to return to the light we knew was fading
From Letras Mania