...Oh dismal mourning...
I open my weary eyes once again
My life has been left hollow and ashes have
filled the gorge of my within
Last night I hoped and wished I'd die in my sleep
but no catharsis was granted to me
Will this pain ever pass?
The enchanting perfume of winter and the bleak,
cold breath of her still haunts me... _________________
OPORTET UBIQUE PULCHRITUDINEM EVANESCERE
Slovakia, 19 y., dominant n' ruling BSDM maniac, forests lover and single.