Am I very wrong. To hide behind the glare of an open minded stare?. Am I very wrong. To wander in the fear of a never ending lie. . Am I very wrong. To try to close my ears to the sound they play so loud?.
And I've nearly found a place to call my own. . Waking gently feel her presence near. Devil shattered, warmth is everywhere. I am only a child of hers, my guardian goddess.