The conversation lively
Strangers falling into friendly eyes
In the dark, strange voices speak a language I cannot understand.
Is the party over?
Is it time to leave?
[The end]
-BK
The conversation lively
Strangers falling into friendly eyes
In the dark, strange voices speak a language I cannot understand.
Is the party over?
Is it time to leave?
[The end]
-BK
Pain, concern and expired joy etch every line.
Each limb, once an extension of infinite possibility.
Now a carapace, a prison.
A senseless and diminished prisoner.
[Mirror in the cell]
-BK
Pain, concern and expired joy etch every line.
Each limb, once an extension of infinite possibility.
Now a carapace, a prison.
A senseless and diminished prisoner.
[Mirror in the cell]
-BK