BURDEN?
A Cold and quite night, fighting with all might. Acruel World with such a young age, shut from cage. Door's are locked, and her thought's we're trapped. Is this Loneliness? or sadness. They thought she was an actress, but she was in distress. It is always the weight, that bring us to fight. Countless nights, battles like a knight, just to hunt light. -liyuh
Ad
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets
Shop Now →
