11h
"It's a growing pain, like the sky watches me, as the water burdens my very life, a grotesque scene in a tranquil swamp, surrounded with all the flowers I only see as I lay there. It will be my forever lament, a maim into my soul, for the love that gets the best in me, it did the best of me, it is truly a crime."
Words told like a bestowed prayer, it vanishes through the wind as she lays there, submerged by the swamp.
Words told like a bestowed prayer, it vanishes through the wind as she lays there, submerged by the swamp.
