walking into oblivion evening is now near mystery slowly unfolds children are wandering with raincoats ready crossing into hell percolating in the heat steam forming fast jars start busting spraying frogs everywhere
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
walking into oblivion evening is now near mystery slowly unfolds children are wandering with raincoats ready crossing into hell percolating in the heat steam forming fast jars start busting spraying frogs everywhere