13 dic 2019, 12:51

Adoration of the Moon 

  Poesía
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Meet me in a bloodpool full of tears, 
where drowning waters carrying my fears,
where stream just shapes my nightmares,
where darkness lurks and stares.
So i'm in the middle of it all.
You are the one who hears my call.
You see my suffering's about to bloom-
my twisted adoration of the moon.

© Joakim from the grave Todos los derechos reservados

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