The sound of suffering

C.C. HawthroneTriste

Agitation climbs the rungs of my spine My legs twisted in all angles Knees and elbows bend over time Dig my nails in the ground As I mourn what was mine Blood rushing my ears As I don't make a sound

C.C. Hawthrone
FonteLicenza:Public domain (author dedication)
Stato d'animo:
Triste
Argomenti:
suffering, grief, pain, blood

Impara a memoria: tocca uno spazio vuoto

Agitation the rungs of my spine
My legs in all angles
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