| Somber Written by Woodsman |
Looking in the mirror staring back at me, It is the same eyes- nose and mouth I've always seen. The reflection colored by memories of dawn and dusk, I fear that I may have shown too much trust. This worry is soon laid to rest, As a butterflies' wings caress my breast. |
Red | Somber | Sanctuary | Unquiet Grave | Winged Surprise | ButterflyFairy
Blue | Glacial | Defiance | Departure | Dad's Chair | This Night Is Mine | Summoning
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