Dear Scarlet, she who sought
refuge in murky dreams, daunted...

Ethereal fairies dance around me
as if I weren't a humble wildflower...

In the cathedral my eyes dart back and
forth; tracing pitchers of holy water...

The wind picks up beneath the stars, and my
breath is faster. I try to laugh it all off and...

I should not have to watch my step
in these deep, churning memories...

It seems we're losing that closure.
Yet again the scent of lavender...

I always wanted to portray that sense
of thudding speakers, like I had the whole...

Distant, sharp-tongued and forever drifting away...
former glory, drenched in shadows and daggers. And...

Beat at a stone cold
core, wistfully swaying to...

"How can you tell me that
you don't feel anything?&quot...

(I have to remind myself
how to breathe...