Sometimes we talk,Sometimes we just stay and stare at each other. And sometimes, sometimes we…
your fragilityspeaksvolumes…
When you’re stuck in the current but you love the rushthe adrenaline flowing in your veins,the sense of danger…
One angel found this demonWandering lost, eyes closed Pupils bloody encrusted and coldGuided him to a seat on a cloud, they told
And sometimes I wait with the breeze, not knowing for what, but I still wait