It is a tale often told
Of a garden...

He could be that boy, but she's not that girl...

When she was younger, she was quite fine
She once made a habit of being most kind...

Thanksgiving memories
of a broken family...

Everyone wants to be a celebrity
Get their 15 minutes of fame...

I am haunted by my reflection
There is no end to my deception...

Born into brothels, she was brother's best
Advice. She lived for the moment & her...

Listen to me, my dear friend;
I’ve been around a little longer than you...

When love was young and you were kind
A mad dream of happiness was mine...

My friend, you’re always the first to leave
Kissing in the downpour of rain...

Like Unto A Leopard
Upon a throne of blood, my guardian resides...

You know that feeling you get
Deep down in your gut...