When I was a child
I spake as a child...

Release beautiful release.
The joy of friendship...

How close can one be
to another and it not be a date...

Thought I was ready
to date again...

Oh, mommy look!
What delicious candies...

Looking at the many minds
I had on my shelves...

We lived in the land
of broken dreams...

I tried to touch your petals
but was pricked by your thorns...

Why fight the battle
when the war is already lost...

Dearly departed we are gathered here
to honor you as you honored us...

Where is the end
at in a circle...

Oblivia come to me
quench your thirst...