And it lays here, invinsible to wisest of considerations, in nights an embrace to my tears.
And the heavens cry heavy, skies traced with grey, nocturnal beauty amidst the chasm. Thoughts some unheard, sorrows beneath the solemn of whites; ensconced verses of a lover's life.
And it lays here, invinsible to wisest of considerations, in nights an embrace to my tears.
And the heavens cry heavy, skies traced with grey, nocturnal beauty amidst the chasm. Thoughts some unheard, sorrows beneath the solemn of whites; ensconced verses of a lover's life.