soldiers
no one plucks limp flowers they’re not much in demand youth is sacrificed on purpose where beauty is at hand we do not mourn the ugly we mourn a joy forever without the sacrifice of…
no one plucks limp flowers they’re not much in demand youth is sacrificed on purpose where beauty is at hand we do not mourn the ugly we mourn a joy forever without the sacrifice of…
the storm salivates a turner madness global in the mind of god the vision fractures blue horizons through the nozzle of a cod where the wasteland grows a flower not one visionary stands all will…
it happened near the border where no one dared to walk the lesson wasn’t pretty but neither was the talk she didn’t have her papers she was searching for her child who went missing in…