29 July 2012
Sunset on the shell shoal beach. Water lapping the slothful shells. And there sat among the natural beauty, Lays the bloody footsteps that ring bells.
Crimson on those coffee colours, Dripping dully on the broken dreams. Reminds us all that beautify comes at a price. And is not as it always seems.
©Odd
Bloody Footsteps & Slothful Shells • Opuss № I