published on: 2017-12-06 04:14:40
I cannot fight for myself, but for others, I could kill
And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could
I exist too much, I feel too much, I think too much. Reality
You wear a mask for so long, you forget who were beneath
The monsters were never under my bed. Because all the monsters
She had a passionate longing for the garden, the darkness, the