February 13, 2014

The Industrialist view of a Romantic age, The romantic sheen to a Pessimist’s World, A Pessimist’s hold on a burning soul, And none of it matters… A delicate touch, A Spectre in the night, The purple Lily’s flight, And none of it matters… The slate of the Sky, A bus and its passengers, People – their undeniable doom, And none […]