15 April 2012
The tick tock of distant clocks, bring me closer to death, this soundtrack of memory and loss, a sweet sonnet of the everyman, on a fading photograph of my world, once full of colour and sound...
A Dieing Man (excerpt) • Opuss № I
15 April 2012
The tick tock of distant clocks, bring me closer to death, this soundtrack of memory and loss, a sweet sonnet of the everyman, on a fading photograph of my world, once full of colour and sound...
A Dieing Man (excerpt) • Opuss № I