Before the glittering moon
I stand staring, unable to mourn
Not sure who’s the martyr
Is it me, or is it the world?
In the end, I have always been
Dead to the world..
(image source: pexels.com)
Before the glittering moon
I stand staring, unable to mourn
Not sure who’s the martyr
Is it me, or is it the world?
In the end, I have always been
Dead to the world..
(image source: pexels.com)
