Words so sweet I could not believe
The days that past: memories into the sieve...

I lay on the cold wooden floor,
My bones are tired and weak...

Oh careless love how bitter sweet
Upon the day that we did meet...

Through the willow tree,
I can see the night...

I am the best.
Take everything in my stride...

Boiling till explosion.
Festering within your mind...

Hello Mr. Reaper.
How twas your day...