So throw your diamonds in the sky, we'll stay gold forever. Nor Cal Pride. Sacred City. My name is Jacob, but you have to call me Dragon. Explore the depths of my brain, for this is what I see.
visual-poetry:
“deceptive outward appearance” by ole martin lund bø
Short URL: http://tmblr.co/ZXSjWyG8Zahe
(deceptive outward appearance)