There is a desperate search inside,
Yet the master is only along for the ride.
There is no search outside where it should reside,
The sorrow rolls in like waves of a tide.
But still I keep to the hollow search,
I feel as though I am lost oh so lost in the lurch.
I feel empty oh so empty,
Empty like a town full of people.
There is no warmth, Because it feels so cold.
The Hollow Search has grown old.
© Copyright 2016 skydarkangel26. All rights reserved.
Paste the link to picture in the entry below:
Paste the link to Youtube video in the following entry:
Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node.
An annotation cannot contain another annotation.
There was an error uploading your file.