hoping for death, i denied happiness.
thus it came, just like i ought to.
so, why is it that i'm now sullen. for
thy perceive, there's no suchlike as death.
what's more, for one am worried
for i wish to live.
hoping for death, i denied happiness.
thus it came, just like i ought to.
so, why is it that i'm now sullen. for
thy perceive, there's no suchlike as death.
what's more, for one am worried
for i wish to live.