Eleven Months.
The world is full of problems...

Every Rose Has Its Thorn
Every rose has its thorn...

Make A Wish
Blow out the candles...

Starless Night
Floating gently...

Take A Bow
The crowd cheers...

Gathering Seashells
Gathering seashells from the seashore...

These Scars.
The world has darkened considerably...

Purposely Left Unfinished
Everytime I see you...

Alone Forever
Untouched...

Is it love that keeps me here
Controlled by my own fears...

Throw me down
To the ground...

Whatever It May Take
I'll wait one thousand words...