3 July 2012
Weep, my friend, for all you have lost Weep for those efforts come to naught.
But don't rue the day you emerged into adulthood After all, all butterflies have to break open their cocoon.
Fly • Opuss № I
3 July 2012
Weep, my friend, for all you have lost Weep for those efforts come to naught.
But don't rue the day you emerged into adulthood After all, all butterflies have to break open their cocoon.
Fly • Opuss № I