i was found by lonely souls soon after i began my search. i was lost afraid unsure
Tag: blasphemy
tears for the sloth
look to me to save you, your eyes caked with wasted time your cries heard as anger to ears, you want the world but will not lift a finger
late.
loneliness a prayer, the blasphemy that will someday break the mold.crippled words ripped off the tombstones’ hurling scream.[drowning clichés.]