MORE OR LESS BRILLIANT (SILVER)
There were years when the tide never receded.
The wind howled through empty streets, and the sea - wild, relentless
mirrored the storm inside me.
Dawn was a reckoning.
I was not alone, not really
MORE OR LESS BRILLIANT (SILVER)
There were years when the tide never receded.
The wind howled through empty streets, and the sea - wild, relentless
mirrored the storm inside me.
Dawn was a reckoning.
I was not alone, not really
