The candle I lit has burned out. The world stands still. An hour. A day. A month. An infinite world. Thunder claps against the windows. A Screama howl- a dreary night. Cut- bleed- howl. An eye; as dull as a wordless book - Against the Day - Document - PDFSEARCH.IO

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	The candle I lit has burned out. The world stands still. An hour. A day. A month. An infinite world. Thunder claps against the windows. A Screama howl- a dreary night. Cut- bleed- howl. An eye; as dull as a wordless book Add to Reading List Document Date: 2014-01-09 07:15:16 Open Document File Size: 3,98 MB Share Result on Facebook SocialTag Silence Literature Poetry Beat poetry Howl Crying

The candle I lit has burned out. The world stands still. An hour. A day. A month. An infinite world. Thunder claps against the windows. A Screama howl- a dreary night. Cut- bleed- howl. An eye; as dull as a wordless bookAdd to Reading List