All that time has passed...
She still longed for the placebo effect
That lingering scent of vanilla that skies brought
Yet, instead taste of desolation settle upon her lips.
Monuments, oh them expendable monuments just stood
They belonged there.
It was inevitable.
November was fast approaching, just like last time...
It was time.
Time to repent for ones foolishness & youth.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
All that time has passed...
She still longed for the placebo effect
That lingering scent of vanilla that skies brought
Yet, instead taste of desolation settle upon her lips.
Monuments, oh them expendable monuments just stood
They belonged there.
It was inevitable.
November was fast approaching, just like last time...
It was time.
Time to repent for ones foolishness & youth.
