The UN Spoken Pack In an Anxiety Attack

For those who will not know oh volatile shaking of the inner core, this fearing of the UN named, the tear stains from crying in vain. swollen eyes bear witness to weary hearts being left in the dark, those blaring trumpets of dread will spread, it’s how terror is fed. ​Glib is the UN graciousContinue reading “The UN Spoken Pack In an Anxiety Attack”