Apr 2017
I am so alone, but you are so blind.
There's plenty in this world that seek solace in
my words. They come to me, play with the tangles
in my hair, but you, distant cold you, the only one I
have eyes for, just don't care to be my muse.
*Sandoval
There's plenty in this world that seek solace in
my words. They come to me, play with the tangles
in my hair, but you, distant cold you, the only one I
have eyes for, just don't care to be my muse.
*Sandoval
