A crown of thorns we wear in the defiance of life and the pain it brings before heaven and the stars and the sun and the moon until they collapse we blaspheme the earth with pleasures of misery and worship of the suffering we place upon our souls.
We celebrate all of it sometimes too. Still, well writ - truth lives inside these lines, lurking, poised, about to leap. Long time no see - welcome back - slc
The Opposite Is Also True
We celebrate all of it sometimes too. Still, well writ - truth lives inside these lines, lurking, poised, about to leap. Long time no see - welcome back - slc