Echoes Of Hunger
Inside of me I feel aches
Not of hunger
But of hate over what holds me.
For I am captive,
Held prisoner to the mirror.
Tracing the hollows
Where loneliness hides
For...
Not of hunger
But of hate over what holds me.
For I am captive,
Held prisoner to the mirror.
Tracing the hollows
Where loneliness hides
For...