
Lonely Eyes
Lonely eyes did talk to me, and upon the darkness did dwell. Oh lonely eyes that watched over me, when I was too blind to...
Lonely eyes did talk to me, and upon the darkness did dwell. Oh lonely eyes that watched over me, when I was too blind to...
A house, a home, a humble abode. Four walls define, a story untold. Words are useless, to describe this morass, where only space defines, my...
Tiles It isn’t the pain we feel, that tarnishes our soul. It’s the constant fear of pain, that comes from unknown corners. It slowly wears...
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