23 April 2012
I climbed to the crest, And, fog-festooned, The sun lay west Like a crimson wound:
Like that wound of mine Of which none knew, For I'd given no sign That it pierced me through.
Damn I'm Cheery... • Opuss № I
23 April 2012
I climbed to the crest, And, fog-festooned, The sun lay west Like a crimson wound:
Like that wound of mine Of which none knew, For I'd given no sign That it pierced me through.
Damn I'm Cheery... • Opuss № I