autumn lies waiting, its leaves in a fit of fury.
the bitter breeze is hungry for home,
while i lost mine quite a while ago.
Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 7:17 PM UTC
autumn lies waiting, its leaves in a fit of fury.
the bitter breeze is hungry for home,
while i lost mine quite a while ago.
cold to the touch, i'll never forgive myself. you've already forgiven.
