Poems from forsight00
What is a man without a heart?
Be he an empty husk,
Or a pit of woes?
His veins be black?
Broken, beaten?
Scrambled and flailing, to and...
What is a man without a heart?
Be he an empty husk,
Or a pit of woes?
His veins be black?
Broken, beaten?
Scrambled and flailing, to and...