This evening is lost to another memory of yours. The foggy streets of time and ruin don't change. Your prince of gloom hides in the shawl of darkness. He knows you're afraid to love. Afraid to give in to the moon. You're deeper than the ocean; on your surface reflects the soul of those who sink within.

3 Comments:
Whoa... heavy...
You're a poet! :)
I had to put an end to impunity for the reality show - it didn't make sense - I could not find myself in the terrarium - I had been waiting to get something from you - I wait for nothing now - send me a few words to truss up my body - send me a few words to break the night spot -
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