Agonizing slumber in which my hopes were portrayed As purple and blue broozes appeared out of the betrayed Night that I once spent in Moscow, wondering, pleading For another chance to open my eyes and see everything
Tag: unconsciousness
Monsters, we are. Lest, Monsters we become
Where shall I begin? What began as a mere reference for a game I used to play, has grown into this. Something of an outlet for me, it has become more over the long months.