Jun 2014
Voices,
and
they're all mine.
I reside in the
heartbeat
of my own God;
On the scarlet
knuckles
of a
voice.
Pale night,
and fear.
and
they're all mine.
I reside in the
heartbeat
of my own God;
On the scarlet
knuckles
of a
voice.
Pale night,
and fear.
