The house of revolving doors
Aches and swells
Under the slow and silent
Breath of winter.
It awakens to the touch of
Frostbitten fingers.
Shifting and moaning in
Anticipation
The cool night air
Brushes against its
Taught frame.
The door revolves.
This house will burst into
Flames.
Aches and swells
Under the slow and silent
Breath of winter.
It awakens to the touch of
Frostbitten fingers.
Shifting and moaning in
Anticipation
The cool night air
Brushes against its
Taught frame.
The door revolves.
This house will burst into
Flames.
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corporate_punk:
well welcome onboard
told to come check you out and its nice so far. the profile pic wow
totally awesome looking


xanippi:
The soul was portrayed by the greeks as a butterfly, Psyche.