The Bullet Never Lies, And Time Will Prove All Things. (An Allegory Of Unfaithful Jerusalem)
by The Chariot· from Everything is alive, Everything is breathing, Noth
"Well then, I hope that you receive this letter. I passed by and I saw you. Kicking about in your own blood. Stand, form, grow, are the words I spoke. Promises are what I gave."Diamonds. Beautiful queen. How soon we all forget."Like mother, like daughter." The seas of lament have found their home, dancing around, amongst your bones. Hello America, where is your fortune? Grace.