Mar 2012
…And I became a ghost
My only goal to haunt you through
Whispers of smoldered coals,
Far beyond the boundaries
Of foreign tongue,
Exhaled from deep within
The mountain’s lungs…
My only goal to haunt you through
Whispers of smoldered coals,
Far beyond the boundaries
Of foreign tongue,
Exhaled from deep within
The mountain’s lungs…
