26 April 2012
Bitter, cold and futile Is the way in which my thoughts are spun
I try to fit the social mould alas I fear my day is done
Mould • Opuss № I
26 April 2012
Bitter, cold and futile Is the way in which my thoughts are spun
I try to fit the social mould alas I fear my day is done
Mould • Opuss № I