In the time of love,
I am locked in a dungeon.
My heart is bleeding from the silver chains.
Then, small slight steps approach the bars of hate.
Your eyes stared into mine.
A fairy-tale with no true beginning.
Jan 2, 2021
Jan 2, 2021 at 11:47 PM UTC
In the time of love,
I am locked in a dungeon.
My heart is bleeding from the silver chains.
Then, small slight steps approach the bars of hate.
Your eyes stared into mine.
A fairy-tale with no true beginning.
