Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Until death
He thought. The slime will never pay for what he had done. He thought, I will never be whole again. I will die this way.
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
About Me
- Mr. Martin
- If there's one thing I have said, is that the dreams I once had, now lay in bed. As the four winds blow, my wits through the door, it's been the worst day since yesterday