She is the one I long for,
she always turns me on...

The hour glass empties,
like the hands of a...

The willow tree is crying,
somber weeping in...

I've always dreamed of innocence,
an instance which cannot exist...

How our love bloomed
by the hour, like the...

This caustic tomb in which
I sleep, till darkens falls and...

The first time that I saw you
I swear it was a dream...

Your scent still lingers on the pillow
next to mine, and I see your...

I bang my fists against the post
while searching for a ray of hope...

I think this site has saved my life
and given me so much insight...

Into the darkness of the abyss
and all this pain that does persist...