and all light began to cease.
The darkness panged every scruple of my youth
and my heart began to crease.
I find I cannot die much more inside
without risking losing the outside.
Why can I not say my problems here
without risking losing sanity
Sunday, 20 November 2011
feels blood
It rained deep inside this room
and all light began to cease.
The darkness panged every scruple of my youth
and my heart began to crease.
I find I cannot die much more inside
without risking losing the outside.
Why can I not say my problems here
without risking losing sanitywithin the future? That's the nature of words, Shem. Or are you Shaun?
and all light began to cease.
The darkness panged every scruple of my youth
and my heart began to crease.
I find I cannot die much more inside
without risking losing the outside.
Why can I not say my problems here
without risking losing sanity
