In Which All Is Explained

A child colors in designs

To make the world a brighter place;

There’s only him, there’s no one else,

And so, he is the human race

When love ends badly, people leave;

When love ends well, then people die:

There is no more. There’s only this.

Please do not ask the reason

Why

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means. View all posts by Sibelius Russell