13 April 2012
My heart thuds My head reels My eyes are foggy My palms sweaty My fingers cold
I can't see Can't breathe
The knife protruding from my stomach Has a rather strange gleam
Murderer • Opuss № I
13 April 2012
My heart thuds My head reels My eyes are foggy My palms sweaty My fingers cold
I can't see Can't breathe
The knife protruding from my stomach Has a rather strange gleam
Murderer • Opuss № I