Steven Hunt
New member
I enter into the room,
the room that never ends
Time knows no boundries in this room,
With No beginnings. No ends.
I wear clothes in ratty form,
Clothes that were not fresh, but worn.
I have but one name,
which most know not,
But there is one title of mine
That makes even the darkest of hearts quake,
Throughout time and space.
Who am I?
the room that never ends
Time knows no boundries in this room,
With No beginnings. No ends.
I wear clothes in ratty form,
Clothes that were not fresh, but worn.
I have but one name,
which most know not,
But there is one title of mine
That makes even the darkest of hearts quake,
Throughout time and space.
Who am I?