Burying your breath in the still season,
You, who waited for help, dissolved into nothingness.
I can`t make my raised voice retreat so you can`t hear it anymore...
I`ve come to realize that it is my sin.
The GazetteJapanese visual kei rock band |
Without a Trace |
Details:Submitted by: creachan Time of publication: July 12, 2014 Length: 203 characters Favorited by: 1 member |