We were Impervious:
Two perfectly poised bodies buoying each other through the **** of life
Then the mass Conflagration:
A fire consumed and incinerated what I thought we could be.
I should have realized worship isn't a vessel of transcendence , but a ship fettered in servitude eagerly waiting to drown me.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
We were Impervious:
Two perfectly poised bodies buoying each other through the **** of life
Then the mass Conflagration:
A fire consumed and incinerated what I thought we could be.
I should have realized worship isn't a vessel of transcendence , but a ship fettered in servitude eagerly waiting to drown me.
