Life In VelvetBetween The Buried And Me
(0 votos)
Fresh air grips me
Rolling hills on far
The smell of the living
Awakens all I am
Lift my limbs to focus
Beauty is in sight
The hours I cherished are now false
My last exhale is purple smoke
Knees crash down on velvet robes
Dark worlds engrossing
Our sun is sleeping
Comparte
Life In Velvet! con tus amigos.
Que tal te parece
Life In Velvet de Between The Buried And Me?