Apr 2014
A thousand years staring into the Sun,
Retinas burnt remain unmoved,
I cast no shadow as my bones turn to dust,
yet these eyes still stare,
Searching for the moon
Retinas burnt remain unmoved,
I cast no shadow as my bones turn to dust,
yet these eyes still stare,
Searching for the moon
Written by
Universal Thrum
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