Its OK, its just fine.
Its out of reach...

Format me. Forgive me...
Redirect my hardrive, friend; wife...

A beaten breast is not something that was...
A night of peril was not for seen...

Behind Her,
Hidden on the inside...

Tell the water,
how to move...

Love once was a paramount obsession.
It was the epitome of my life...

Cancer doesn't care,
whether fit or sad...

My love,
serene obscenity...

Cloaked figures play
children hide in alley ways...

Steal my heart,
thrown away...

How much is that life,
the one I'm looking to see...

God,
when I was conceived...