A wild river,
runs through continents...

For failing to realize the norms of my heart,
I will darken your soul...

Wish I could print my past on a sheet of paper
Fold it to artistic rose flower and leave it to...

Today I mark a golden day of being sober.
My celebration of hatred towards alcohol...

She walks in strides of a broken spine,
forgotten skeleton of her past...

If I die tonight,
Let my soul to flight...

I believe in you.
They keep trying to study...

Today marks 8 years since you left,
and I cant avoid the heartache brought about by...

What is art?
It's speaking from the heart...

You run my brains,
Faster than a train...

For I have seen the light and felt the warmth of...
My sins are gone...

To soon I say,
for such a great friend to be on your way...