I stand in wait inside a little shack
I feel like a slave as he gets on my back...

The reflection of love
As the mirror reveals our unity...

I remember cuddles underneath
the crystal moon while the stars...

Born but ready to die
Created through emotions...

The shouting and teasing I try to bare
The threats I take makes my heart tare...

Faded impressions scarred beneath
my canvas...

As the sun begins to bathe me
in treasures of the earth...

Autumn leafs danced between
clashes of winds, while my soul...

I wake up, with the
sun shining over me...

Angel's Cry
From their eye...

"Man will fly some day".
Impossible echoed the room...

Cutting emotions
"For Some people this is true&quot...