Under the cover of wanting the old ones sleep
On the cold mountain of wanting the oceans cry
In the coldness of space the monsters wait
The time now has come too late
The poems that I'm writing for NaPoWriMo 2015. (All of them are short) Plus
Under the cover of wanting the old ones sleep
On the cold mountain of wanting the oceans cry
In the coldness of space the monsters wait
The time now has come too late