Silent morality, contributions aflame-touching the edges of suspicion.
She dances in the shadows, barely seeing and breathing mantras to herself to cease her heartbeating.
Too much to soon, the night awaits, I play games while the world attacks-comfort zoned in on to exploit, to use, to proliferate, any which way.
Mandatory instigation by her friend begins the tug o war of hearts, pissed off and emotional.
Dusk does'nt care, the dying dawn is here.
Life Love Regret.
She dances in the shadows, barely seeing and breathing mantras to herself to cease her heartbeating.
Too much to soon, the night awaits, I play games while the world attacks-comfort zoned in on to exploit, to use, to proliferate, any which way.
Mandatory instigation by her friend begins the tug o war of hearts, pissed off and emotional.
Dusk does'nt care, the dying dawn is here.
Life Love Regret.
