Eye of the Storm
sleepless slumber in the eye of the storm within my [...]
sleepless slumber in the eye of the storm within my [...]
can you taste the coming wind can you drink my [...]
the taste of your skin the warmth of your smile [...]
absolution in a sense yet the sin remains undone refuse [...]
till death do I part for better or worse inside [...]
my eyes were heavy my spirit was weak till you [...]
Dearest time, a friend of mine has run away with [...]
I scorn you as you sleep and fear you as [...]
— Barbie uproot this concrete coffer break my [...]
An apathetic urgency plagues the abode. Blankets folded. Pillows piled. [...]