Jul 2019
I can only celebrate life at its end.
Those last breaths were a God-send.
It was so easy for my will to bend.
I miss you.
I wish this wasn't true.
None of that was my intent.
Those last breaths were a God-send.
It was so easy for my will to bend.
I miss you.
I wish this wasn't true.
None of that was my intent.
