In the Finality,
The only child left to cry alone
Is the one weeping in me.
She’s always cried alone;
It’s her solitary destiny.
Come [Word] Play With Me!
My Musings on the Mundane, the Exquisite, and the Dark Achings of the Human Soul
In the Finality,
The only child left to cry alone
Is the one weeping in me.
She’s always cried alone;
It’s her solitary destiny.
Come [Word] Play With Me! 