the sinister piano and the weeping violin had slept together again. there is no marriage as beautiful as the chance vanity of this unseemly rape. she painted her lips with his blood.
hope. a locked room with an open window.
the sinister piano and the weeping violin had slept together again. there is no marriage as beautiful as the chance vanity of this unseemly rape. she painted her lips with his blood.
hope. a locked room with an open window.