“O hiding hair and dewy eyes, I am no more with life and death, My heart upon his warm heart lies, My breath is mixed into his breath.” — W.B. Yeats Copy Share Image
What if the devil was a lie? What if God did not exist? So, with all due respect Tell me, what is death If life is just a bitch I see the evil in their eyes I hear the lies… — Falling In Reverse Copy Share Image
