The tragedy of the events
Has set the world rolling...

The old man sits
His hands aged from waiting...

A baby shrieks while its mother soars
A rodent gathers and hides its hoards...

Why must I live
In boring times...

I look down at my feet
But they’re not what I see...

Soft and swift my wings unfurl
And I try to take the sky...

This path I walk I walk alone
For the salvation which I seek...

I can sit beside myself
And look into my life...

*Number 100 for a very special girl. One I wish to...
I know this divine entity...

You are the epitome of hypocrisy
You are the resurrection of everything anti...

*origionally titled "I LOVE YOU MORE"
I just want to kiss you...

Roses are red
Violets are blue...