She stood silhouetted by the fading sun;
amber light painted her in magical strokes...
O' thy beauty my darling dare it be duty...
for natures never rest for its creatures...
I marched this road before
Treacherous Terraine...
What is love?
It is like the spider that bites after crawling...
I want to be the hero in your midnight story,
the one you whisper to yourself when the lights...
Sometimes i sit & wonder
Very late at night...
Lying here thinking
All Alone in my bed...
Wandering along the willow's path,
He stops to ponder the nights that past...
Will you not take a clue
With us,I am through...
“Promise me that you will always remember me...
“Please don’t make me promise that,” I say...
Sometimes, I’m quiet around you.
Not because I’m sad...
Tell me not your troubles
and I will not cause you mine to hear...