Everything is closed towards the sky, Even the night which has fallen asleep, the water flows on. Walk towards the wilderness Before tomorrow comes Paint the future On the path that you walk.
during the long, long journey what will I obtain on the way being touched by such things as loneliness and dearness the answer I find is the key leading to the truth.
beyond the distant far memories the depicted dream slowly sways that no one is ever alone we become one when we honestly realize that.
3:56 PM
- Horror of a Fairy Tale. -
[guannie.]
[15 by earth years.]
[likes living in a circus.]
*A knack for spiders♥.*