If I could find all of the smiles from all our...
then I would put them into piles, soak them in...

My castle has been reduced to rubble,
and my shiny crown melted down into...

There is
an oak that sits...

Our words are music on a
rundown carousel in an...

Acceptance is a blind
mistress I've never...

As I inhale these fumes,
my lungs burst and...

My cramped fingers cavort
(in the crooked nooks...

We were skipping across
Hollywood Boulevard...

40 days and 40 nights have passed as
I've stared expressionless at...

When push comes to shove,
I'll be sitting up high...

I can still feel you tracing lightning
across my palm...

Chaos begs to be soothed;
just as a candle flame begs to be stoked into an...