Blogword No. 42: Now
Thursday, May 10, 2007
I’ve lived to bury my desires,
And see my dreams corrode with rust;
Now all that’s left are fruitless fires
That burn my empty heart to dust.
- Aleksandr Pushkin -
Jewels that Dim in the Light of Day; to Sparkle in the Darkness Within
I’ve lived to bury my desires,
And see my dreams corrode with rust;
Now all that’s left are fruitless fires
That burn my empty heart to dust.
- Aleksandr Pushkin -