Death is an exit from the stage
a final to an exam...

I am but the flesh;
tainted and bruised...

Child Confess that your life is worth more than...

I want to say goodbye
But I can't...

Help me or i will die
not by murder...

I will crumble
in my sleep...

Creased and stained
frosted and bitten...

I lost myself in you.
I desired you, fully...

Why did you die?
Without saying goodbye...

A rose red and sweet sign of death
and weak love and grief...

Life is funny.
life offers us extraordinary things, beautiful...

I practice my waltz
I practice my entrance...