all my senses rebel. under the scrutiny of their persistent gaze. it took a lifetime to get here. a journey i'll never make again. . for those who have accepted the burden of shame.
Sail to the stars on your shining desires. . Reasons there are none. Try the whiskey made of grain. When all is said and done. It all amounts to just the same.
Here in the garden. of the arcane delights. dark shadows overwhelm us. and and we become blind.. Blind to the needs of. those who would be free. from the breath of fear.