#epurationx

   So now I've come to the final sleep,       I pray that forgiveness is mine to keep.   I know it's hard to forget this man,      Driving the failure into your hands.

It’s Halloween and your muse is home alone, except for mine who is in the closet with a knife.

There was a man in the room. Trick-or-treater? Perhaps, but a rather quiet one— additionally, half the point of trick-or-treating was inquiring before choosing one and breaking into a man’s home. 

set them on fire — koto

kotone stealing his hoodie in the distance