#148 (Ouroboros) [en/de]

you'd lain waste to the paths I used to travel all detritus and broken mirrors some shards still carrying the lies you'd repeated for so long they became the only truth I knew instead of courage you'd sold despair made me drink Lethe's water praising it as the finest wine I was using up all … Continue reading #148 (Ouroboros) [en/de]