I am the lingering echo of nothingness in the dark
I am the soft caress of sunlight in the morning
I am the whispers that dance in the wind
I am the ever present shadow that haunts your every move
I am the soft hum in the back of each song
I am a broken feather on a flightless bird
- انضمJune 2, 2011
قم بالتسجيل كي تنضم إلى أكبر مجتمع لرواية القصص
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I am merely the logical means of this destruction~عرض جميع المحادثات