Without you,
I am unending madness.
I make myself by light of your visions
so there is no reason
for my being
when at last you lose your sight.
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC
Without you,
I am unending madness.
I make myself by light of your visions
so there is no reason
for my being
when at last you lose your sight.
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