i am inertia
without a single flying
star; i am comet relieved
of thunderstorm desires. i am
hurt in your hurt i am
heat in your cold i am
flying in your rain wind
and fasting in your
thirst.
granted avalanche
when we arrived the amulet was damaged and broke the moments erased. the moment you get out of that. it has left our warped feeling of wha...
