When I turn a deaf ear to the howling winds of enchantment and false hope And when I turn my eyes from the false light When I close my mouth I become one with the world
Timmy, I love the first line of this poem so much. Like I want to hear it in a Killers song, which might sound weird but it's a compliment considering the Killers write my favorite lyrics ever.
Timmy, I love the first line of this poem so much. Like I want to hear it in a Killers song, which might sound weird but it's a compliment considering the Killers write my favorite lyrics ever.
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