Letter to sadness
perpetual madness.
oh, woeful you…blackener of blue
poetry
You lumbering beast You weakener of knees I beg of you please Go now- With your hold now […]
there is no place to go except where you are.
You lumbering beast You weakener of knees I beg of you please Go now- With your hold now […]
there is no place to go except where you are.
Dig Out Your Soul 