a word to the wishers
Journeys are more important than the end. Every turn I make leads me back to you. Every road meets an intersection where worlds collide, past and present. Believe me, the dead do walk. This misinterpretation of tranquility and consequences rendered for your faith. One beautiful step onto the sands of the shores of disdain.
Love is never lost; it escapes us. Time and time again, we fold under the pressure of our hearts. Break these weightless anchors ourselves, cast into nightfall.
No matter what I try,
Nothing can stop the blood.
Love is never lost; it escapes us. Time and time again, we fold under the pressure of our hearts. Break these weightless anchors ourselves, cast into nightfall.
No matter what I try,
Nothing can stop the blood.