...like the first smilies
Sorry, had to get that out of my system
...like the first smilies
Sorry, had to get that out of my system
The light that once I thought compassion still casting shadows in your action
The words you shared were cold transactions that bring me to curse what you've done
When you're up there absorbed in greatness with such success you've grown complacent
I hope you scorch your many faces when you fly too close to the sun