A♣ Stories

Hysteria pulses through my veins, Forlorn recite recession, Depression mishappen pathos in the rains, Poisidon handles love in his reign of suppression. In the ocean of caterwaul, There is no one to safeguard the saviour, Sight a lurid light that divides the miserable, Embrace the thought of a new found behavior This is my Melancholy Complication, The One They Shouldn't.