Poem - 16 April 2014, 07:20 Nocton Hall Katelyn Dermes White halls, black skulls. Injection in your tongue. This love, too strong. Send me to Nocton Hall White cloth gripping, Your wrist tight The full moon, Peeks through your, Curtain tonight. Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 875 Rating: Total votes: 0 Tags: Crazy Mental Self Hate Poetry Genre: Freestyle