Stitched together, standing apart
Dead but living, unbeating heart
Dead blinking eyes, doors to the soul
Whose secrets They will never know.
Jun 4, 2012
Jun 4, 2012 at 4:18 PM UTC
Stitched together, standing apart
Dead but living, unbeating heart
Dead blinking eyes, doors to the soul
Whose secrets They will never know.
Doesn't really have a title & i know unbeating isn't actually a word but I think it makes sense.
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