Did the wound exist
as an appetency...

We do not need religion;
we have God...

They all rot and fade
these shoots of expectation...

Have you ever drunk
from the goblet of yourself...

There is a void inside me because
I want to be more than me...

Sometimes an embrace
is cozier...

Life is an interlude
between two deaths...

I forgive you,
but not the injustice, in you...

I am a vivacious woman,
side by side of being a...

What wounds you inflict upon this heart—
yet you do not know...

Feel the losers’ pain,
it will soften your own loss...

Have I ever been
a D free like...