would result in the resentment
of the eyes that shake the dead.
i devour what i'm fed.
is equivalent to cold,
misty mornings, when a dream
i interpret as a scream.
my lost contentment
would result in the resentment
of the eyes that shake the dead.
i devour what i'm fed.
is equivalent to cold,
misty mornings, when a dream
i interpret as a scream.