My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.


Green Angel (2003)


My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.

My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.

My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.

My grief was cold. It was nothing to share. It was nothing to speak about, nothing to feel.