Tragic Perfection
A place to call my own
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Child be still.
"If the darkest hour comes before the light,
Where is the light?
How did you know to get out of a world gone mad?
Help me
Let go of the chaos around me
The devil that hounds me.
I need you to tell me
Child be still."
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