angel grove

یکم دیگه بیدار بمونم تو گریه هام غرق میسم

my blood is made of angel tears

and when he laughs, i finally understand what every poet talked about, must have seen him coming cause they wrote it down and in his hands, the hands of time decide to move a little slower, no one wants the night to be over

our field of dreams, engulfed in fire

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I wouldn't exist if I didn't have him, the sun wouldn't shine, the world wouldn't turn