Bloody Poem
She was the glare that cleaved the darkness, the twinkling Moon in the gloomiest nights.
He was the quiet silence, the fog that encircled his beloved light.
The spring resided eternally in…
She was the glare that cleaved the darkness, the twinkling Moon in the gloomiest nights.
He was the quiet silence, the fog that encircled his beloved light.
The spring resided eternally in…
