© oh this emptiness such sorrow did fill thy tortured soul with you
such depths we fell I know this true
through life and death we shall live like basking gods on thrones so high
with love and the promise of rotting apples will you be my eternity?
Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 2:01 AM UTC
© oh this emptiness such sorrow did fill thy tortured soul with you
such depths we fell I know this true
through life and death we shall live like basking gods on thrones so high
with love and the promise of rotting apples will you be my eternity?
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