The darkness of a night
The unseen sounds at midnight
Make you alerted when no soul's in sight
Traps you in a cage of singing midnight
The crumbling autumn leaves beneath your feet
The unsound house of a ghost waiting at the street
They're all stories in mind showing you a sign of defeat
They're all crimes you've done once the sun's shining.
YOU ARE READING
Idyllic
PoetrySerene. Enchanted. Radiant. Hazy. Moonlit. Daydream. Es un destino que colorea todas las bóvedas de un corazón. El corazón que alguna vez fue de color lila.
