Left Into The Oblivion
Look at us,
a serene probability of synchronicity.
Everything is so perfect,
And everything is at peace. Continue reading
It makes me wonder,
if the creases on my hand,
really tell a tale,
or these are just scars,
scars that ruin my fate. Continue reading
Waiting in this lonely room,
this is how it’s gonna end today,
the blood starts to stop in my vein,
I wish it never had to end this way,
I never would blame you for this day.