Everything is safely stored in the Archives
It’s trust and character I need around me.
Who you choose to be around you lets you know who you are.
I am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.
And I am coming home to you if it’s the last thing that I do.
Were countless hours of pity like a blanket
that covered up the daylight from your soul?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map