Out on the road there are fireflies circling.Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide.Over the hill there are men returning. Trying to find some peace of mind.
Sleep my child
Under the fog there are shadows moving.Don't be afraid, hold my hand. Into the dark there are eyelids closing. Buried alive in the shifting sands
Sleep my child
Speak to me now and the world will crumble.Open a door and the moon will fall. All of your life, all your memories Go to your dreams, forget it all.
Sleep my child
Delivered at 9:35 PM;
KENNETH
Name:Slumber
Born:16th August
FANCIES
Him.K.anglo-chinese.music for the passionate.marvel.gunners.
Orange.debate.
long bus rides armed with an eye and a pod.74.
philosophizing.dystopia.
coffee.Rove.Health.Famary.
Buddies.
writing.1984.
expression.Italian food.
journeys.teh-peng.
stream of consciousness.
witty play on words.musing.
accents.the heartrands.performing.
being a closet connossieur.
a point of view.vigorous
interaction with spherical objects.
irony&pathos.yum.
JS.spirit.a girl that would smile