Why is it,
the long slow stroke of the midnight bell,
(Will it never finish the twelve?)
falls again and again on my heart with a heavy reproach?
– D. H. Lawrence
Lost in the surreal realm. Drowned by life.
Why is it,
the long slow stroke of the midnight bell,
(Will it never finish the twelve?)
falls again and again on my heart with a heavy reproach?
– D. H. Lawrence