3 May 2012
Glass shatters, Splinters travel, Blood splatters, Don't make me fight this battle on my own.
I am done. I give up. Notice how my White flag moves in the wind. Like a bird it flies free. Unlike me.
Shackles bash together, Her wings move light as a feather, Nothing but rainy weather, I am done.
I Am Done. • Opuss № I