Anima asunderAgony the mind is underCup your palms, rub your faceKneel and wail, and embrace A hail in winter, here comes, boyo!Dents on your fine conveyance, boyo…Who’s gonna give in, and then save face?Who abandoned you, it was a mistake. Anima asunderAgony the mind is under Fireworks have begun, festivitiesOn a crowded meadow, lovers embraceHeads… Continue reading Anima Asunder
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