capitalistka 25 августа 2015 г., 21:40 Пожаловаться I forget that my name is Virgil Yorke. I forget that I am not a city, That I am not Vox. I become the streets, The sky and everything else in between. Dark Star Oliver Langmead 5,0
capitalistka 25 августа 2015 г., 21:46 Пожаловаться We drive in silence the rest of the way, Joined in mutual hate for our city. Dark Star Oliver Langmead 5,0
capitalistka 25 августа 2015 г., 21:45 Пожаловаться A dark took up residence in my head: Some unmovable piece of nothingness. Dark Star Oliver Langmead 5,0
capitalistka 27 августа 2015 г., 15:51 Пожаловаться I’m like a dog chasing a car right now. Hell if I know why, but I’d keep running Forever to know why you burn so bright. Dark Star Oliver Langmead 5,0
capitalistka 27 августа 2015 г., 15:45 Пожаловаться Their calling voices rise to a climax, Become a wordless rush of noise instead: The city’s collective accusation Of dissatisfaction, howling for more. Dark Star Oliver Langmead 5,0