6 April 2012
How am I not alone Surrounded by bustle Of anonymous faces Rushing to be nowhere
How am I not deaf When the silent cacophony Slices my leather skin
How can I not miss you If absent warmth Surrounds me
A blanket of nothing
Opuss № I
6 April 2012
How am I not alone Surrounded by bustle Of anonymous faces Rushing to be nowhere
How am I not deaf When the silent cacophony Slices my leather skin
How can I not miss you If absent warmth Surrounds me
A blanket of nothing
Opuss № I