God is Red*
How is it nature calls our heart?
Tag: faith
Death
told him to carry his self and what he could worry
Budapest
waiting for her is something to appreciate.
Be the Change
wind in the pines
power wurst
miracle of the Reformation sausage brought the popes to heel
Right
to the cobbled cortex of my masses
monotonous clown
molly slipped someone some molly
anniversary
we waited for our children, prayed their return in the night
Your Name
Your terror is bought and sold
Paying the Bills
pounded home each day like a mile long train of freight