William Elliott

By elliottwilliams

Weak and Powerless

Little angel, go away...
Come again some other day...
Devil has my ear today...
I'll never hear a word you say...
He Promised I would find a little solace and some peace of mind...
Whatever. Just as long as I don't feel so desperate and ravenous.

Maynard. A Perfect Circle.

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