21 December 2012
The rust in my gears from salty rivers The past presenting me it's knife The ghost who said 'love is for the brave, The man who would hold me close till death took me The one who smile like a god of purity My own black wedding of dreams My ambition to give up the rose Going past the point of no return All never came until you said my name so softly
(August 10, 2012)
What Never Came. • Opuss № I