Burrying Pain:
Hopeful.
Full of hope.
Yet here i sit.
Within my lair.
With a mouthful of a meal called dispair.
Now i am walking to the door.
Knuckles white.
Gripping tight the handle of my...
Full of hope.
Yet here i sit.
Within my lair.
With a mouthful of a meal called dispair.
Now i am walking to the door.
Knuckles white.
Gripping tight the handle of my...