Tags ABBA
Dying flameA Poem by MaranathaDying flame Every day is a struggle to follow you as my flesh takes over, I have fallen so deep into the darkness, but all the while remained so.. |
poem: black hair and sapphireA Chapter by Marie AnzaloneYou were cruel, but not in waysmore measurable than our peersand, well,cruelty was a code ofliving anyway. You were the only one thenI wished had seen.. |