In the Depths of Our Universe

Mon, 04/07/2014 - 12:34 -- Dirah


We feed on stolen moments and dark nights in the hopes of finding a normal we know doesn't exist

When the lights go out on the corner (because even they have to go to sleep) we arise and fill our passions to the brim with stealth and excellence

No one knows about the secrets that go on in the alley; noones knows about the love made around the corner; no ones knows about the affairs of the midnights. No one, but us.

In the day we continue our supposed norms, but when the moon relieves the sun and the rest of the world falls under, our universe is awaken and we live once again.


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