Living Beside Light
Light it goes dancing and prancing in glee It sails about free like a bee that I see. Darkness it comes, it just numbs and I flea, And off to my home, by the tree,… Continue reading
Light it goes dancing and prancing in glee It sails about free like a bee that I see. Darkness it comes, it just numbs and I flea, And off to my home, by the tree,… Continue reading
"Are you… Dead?" "Yes. I am." "How do you feel?" "I don't know… I can't…I'm a bit cold." "Cold?" "Yes, cold. I feel cold. My hands are cold. My… I could use a… Continue reading