Trembling with the length of each sentence//Meaninglessly desperate to delay its end...
Escaping Dissolution
Trembling with the length of each sentence//Meaninglessly desperate to delay its end...
The songs they sing ever on the wing are far less trite...
Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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