Status: HIATUS
Cease to Begin
There were so many memories here, memories of him. Maybe coming home wasn't such a good idea.
- We are the ever-living ghost of what once was
- The house is not the same since we left that day
- What if we die, no end and no conclusion
- I'd like to think i'm the mess you'd wear with pride
- I'm only sorry that it took so long to figure out
- We had a close call
- And after all my plans
- It's temporary, this place i'm in