rusted_flower:
opening blast
rusted_flower:
contemplating 3
rusted_flower:
contemplating 2
rusted_flower:
contemplating 1
rusted_flower:
contemplating 4
rusted_flower:
the dove could feel the last moments and the mourning of its name grew quiet
rusted_flower:
i sleep inside branches
rusted_flower:
for a grey afternoon
rusted_flower:
corner of dawn
rusted_flower:
forgotten
rusted_flower:
a house with white curtains
rusted_flower:
resurrection
rusted_flower:
the double life of frog