The bolstering days pass
by like eternal
Icarus
I
didn't
enter as I
at the beginning
Love
is a poem
A poem is inevitable
act of perpetual radiance
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
The bolstering days pass
by like eternal
Icarus
I
didn't
enter as I
at the beginning
Love
is a poem
A poem is inevitable
act of perpetual radiance
