a poet
Wait for me till I breathe, will you? Wait for me till I breathe, will you?
The eclipse you illuminated will never dare to iterate. Rest in Peace. The eclipse you illuminated will never dare to iterate. Rest in Peace.
The cracks of the soil clog By the holy blood you shed So deep and intensely red. The cracks of the soil clog By the holy blood you shed So deep and intensely red...
"Life is hanged and nothing more than smoke is left in there" "Life is hanged and nothing more than smoke is left in there"
"I asked the stars, why that stout desert Appears to me a sea? For, it's my heart" "I asked the stars, why that stout desert Appears to me a sea? For, it's my hear...