Images pass through me and love raises its damning song. I followed that sound into confusion and delusion and would still, but for this pull I feel deep inside – the waters of my silent Self that flow away my life, emptying me of you.
Images pass through me and love raises its damning song. I followed that sound into confusion and delusion and would still, but for this pull I feel deep inside – the waters of my silent Self that flow away my life, emptying me of you.