BREATHING ASH
In death our darkness remains unknown Broken pulse breathing beneath Down where rivers dry Past the dark Perhaps death is where ~ we are meant to meet
In death our darkness remains unknown Broken pulse breathing beneath Down where rivers dry Past the dark Perhaps death is where ~ we are meant to meet
" Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at the close of the day; Rage,rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their works had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. " - Dylan Thomas. HEH(infinity, male) + HAUH...