And when I greet death, I hope it's gentle. I hope it's like going home.
About Me About Me
Last night I lost myself.
And my disconnectedness
flourished into fear
I became both the fawn
Dead on the side of the road
and then
I became the car that hit it.
And my disconnectedness
flourished into fear
I became both the fawn
Dead on the side of the road
and then
I became the car that hit it.