Still peeking, even while it hurts
still wandering like it is meant to be
when the worse is not even death…
A craving carried in such unknown
can you remember how to stand why?
Such a certain frequency
affecting that every piece of being… ?
Still peeking, even while it hurts
still wandering like it is meant to be
when the worse is not even death…
A craving carried in such unknown
can you remember how to stand why?
Such a certain frequency
affecting that every piece of being… ?