I can't recall the peace,
nor sweetened joy I felt...

She struggles with the words that never seem to...
she pretends to love each one as they continue to...

The jungle book.
Matches light the fire...

The last minute.
Only time can tell the truth, stealing children...

The lines in your heart are only a speck.
Childish expressions beat you down...

The Middle Of Everything.
Sparks of blood fly through the air...

The Old Music Box.
How far will they come...

You can't see the beauty through this human waste,
and you can't feel the peace in the originality...

It's shallow depths that scrape your skin,
yet, not enough to harm you...

The phone rings, I run for the door.
Headed for a safer place than...

The River.
He holds my hand firmly...

The Road Outside My House Is Paved With Good...
Another one gone before daylight with vodka half...