May 2016
A blank white screen
In a empty dark room
Far howling wind
And the rattling of bones
Thick closed curtains
Ever under watch
From sunken orbits
Devoid of occupants
In a empty dark room
Far howling wind
And the rattling of bones
Thick closed curtains
Ever under watch
From sunken orbits
Devoid of occupants
Written by
Hadrian Veska
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