Beautiful destroyer.
Runaway Doves; stained clouding.
A beautiful woman, bittered by reality.
Fleeing this earth, dressed in black.
Reaching for the sky, for a clearer conscious.
Her relic soul, to be rested on the holy billows.
Going up in smoke, an Angel of Azure.
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 5:13 PM UTC
Beautiful destroyer.
Runaway Doves; stained clouding.
A beautiful woman, bittered by reality.
Fleeing this earth, dressed in black.
Reaching for the sky, for a clearer conscious.
Her relic soul, to be rested on the holy billows.
Going up in smoke, an Angel of Azure.
This one is to the Burning Tyres at The Factory.