(Joined Apr/20/25)
(Left Dec/6/25)
Sometimes you forget it had ever happened. You pray to a statue that was never there. The promise told, was all a delusion. Wasting away, while you take your final breath, you hold the glass hand, as you and it shatter.
(Joined Apr/20/25)
(Left Dec/6/25)
Sometimes you forget it had ever happened. You pray to a statue that was never there. The promise told, was all a delusion. Wasting away, while you take your final breath, you hold the glass hand, as you and it shatter.