|
Site Search
There grows a rose Twixt Satan’s toes, It toils in soil unaware. For Pandemonium’s day
It holds its sway; In a shadow’s shadow it Rests in peace, Despite Pandemonium’s ways.
Category : darklings
Download : DSCN0516.JPG—777.36KB : essence of Quiescence
« Open Mic listing Open with a whisper »