The Lashes Behind My Eyes
Though my heart is big
My intentions pure
I have not yet been fully rid of
My persisting cape of wrath
That stalks me
And drapes itself over my shoulders invasively
As I dress for the day.
The part of me which mourns in child
And seeks to...
My intentions pure
I have not yet been fully rid of
My persisting cape of wrath
That stalks me
And drapes itself over my shoulders invasively
As I dress for the day.
The part of me which mourns in child
And seeks to...