Amaranth Anxiety (AllyKenshin1877)

Amaranth Anxiety


I'm waiting for the flowers to grow.

I'm at the fields wandering...

I want to know...

I yearn to find my fate

as I walk through the amaranth fields of anxiety.

When the end comes near, it could end in two ways;

roam through the wildflowers

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top

Tags: #poetspub