A chill of autumn sweeps in
demanding the world to hush...
"Quiet," he said closing his liquid...
Silence...
Death wraps it's cold arms around me
enfolding me in a gentle embrace...
Death looked down at her an he felt pity Angelique...
I so just wanna take a knife
and end my life...
My Reflection
Show the real me...
Remember that roof at the top of the hill,
where the breeze of the sea serenaded our sleep...
As my life is crawling in a cage,
my desired are shattered...
Come and take a seat with me,
Under the shade of the old oak tree...
Deep within the mind and soul, there lies a wide...
Beyond the horizon, i see a dark light of old...
Take the mortal remains of the undead,what tells...
Rainy stormy night a whipping willow fighting...