That sound
That dreadful, persistent sound.
It vibrates and it whispers
And torment then ensues.
I cannot shake it
Make it stop!
It’s mind has been made up.
Forever in its clutches
Of that sweet, inviting voice.
-BSandy
That sound
That dreadful, persistent sound.
It vibrates and it whispers
And torment then ensues.
I cannot shake it
Make it stop!
It’s mind has been made up.
Forever in its clutches
Of that sweet, inviting voice.
-BSandy