(I couldn't think of a title duh)
The frail essence of sanity touches my veins...

Once, there was inspiration at my fingertips
and words wove themselves beautifully...

The integrity of a selfless indulgence plays in...

If this was my last expression,
my sentiments would wrap willow trees around my...

The sweet aroma of twilight
coils within the smoke and the rain...

There are some things that, at a certain time,
you don't consider significant enough to remember...

She never quite understood those quick moments
that fell with the sun in its trembling hours...

It began as simply as nature v. nurture, the...
the Fly and the sylvan. One world as distant as...

Encased in glass
for the world to see...

Sorrow goes hand in hand with regret
crashing through the hallways...

Written at 1:20 AM
The wind is calling me, beckoning with...

Once, we accepted what we did not need...
it was more about the giver than the gift...