A tapestry that sways; rumbled by days that clock and rock away the quiet. I’m ghastly; hands clasped and nerves masked, wishing for an eventual peace. Glowing… Read more “gohst-lee”
A tapestry that sways; rumbled by days that clock and rock away the quiet. I’m ghastly; hands clasped and nerves masked, wishing for an eventual peace. Glowing… Read more “gohst-lee”
Vast Imbecility 