Tutturu~
Jayce
California, United States
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow,
No matter where the winds may blow.
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow,
No matter where the winds may blow.