Tumbling downhill.
The watches that are watching.
Riddled with riddles.
Worded with words.
Within the barrows of burrowers.
And the souls of birds.
- Author: Dorian Dark ( Offline)
- Published: October 9th, 2017 06:46
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 20
Tumbling downhill.
The watches that are watching.
Riddled with riddles.
Worded with words.
Within the barrows of burrowers.
And the souls of birds.
Comments1
Interesting.. I've read a couple of your works and I like your style
Thanks! I'm surprised I've got style 😂
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