Time is the throb of
our questions in the silence...
They say you may see ghosts
and things invisible on Halloween...
Don't let me die yet
I have things to do...
Our rages are for our burning.
So...
hey, don’t panic
It’s okay...
She
closes...
I wish that I could restart life,
With the mind I have today...
darn
everyone wants the truth...
The day morphs, takes its bow
twilight bleeds crimson...
After all uncertainty has burned away and
vanquished are the unseen foes that led us...
It wasn’t the
cold that stole away my...
There's earthquakes between my
eyes and I can't even knock...