Prize fighter with words.
Every verb I've been...
Outwardly it never matters, yet I can't help but...
A bed of flowers grow in the dark, disjointed by a...
Semele demanded to see revealed
the glory of Zeus in radiant field...
Fallen to the ground,
I am the angel of sadness...
Someone special,
That's who you are...
White is the color of fresh fallen snow,
A winter kissed dress with a soft glow...
The will to live
The will to exist...
A dark, dark trip.
One that would take years to form...
Burning fires,
burning lives...
(In the end instead of the word coin.. or...
You look into my eyes, dark and dead as disco...
Welcome to a gray-ish place,
One with lack of time...
Marked many mortals with my morbid mouth,
Seems a kiss is more than just a kiss...