Show Me the S on Your Chest when every night terror wakes / and feeds on the ice / unchecked in your veins
WE THOUGHT IT WAS OUR ABILITY TO LOVE THAT MADE US HUMAN, BUT IT TURNS OUT IT WAS ACTUALLY OUR ABILITY TO SELECT EACH IMAGE CONTAINING A BOAT Is there a difference between sonar and bad vibes?
Broken Bricks A red brick wall, the ground along it lined / with chips of brick; how came they in those piles?