Aug 2020
my pad is haunted by bottle glass,
awaiting harvest,
from their owner's happiness.
the cure is poison,
so they stand so obediently,
through soul-less days and nights,
waiting for their time.
awaiting harvest,
from their owner's happiness.
the cure is poison,
so they stand so obediently,
through soul-less days and nights,
waiting for their time.
