Discordant chorus, cicada, and crickets sing, but from different books.
Her eyes are full of ghosts, her mind, a broken mirror, without reflexion.
I loved you before, I’m sure I’ll love you again, but just not today.
"Tis not too late to seek a newer world"
Discordant chorus, cicada, and crickets sing, but from different books.
Her eyes are full of ghosts, her mind, a broken mirror, without reflexion.
I loved you before, I’m sure I’ll love you again, but just not today.