Why a white rose
is bleeding...

Why your sad face so lonely
to the songs we whisper...

For you, I can't fake this
from you, I can't take this...

Can't you feel it breathe its last?
it's dying out, born in the center...

It's just a cycle
in my mind, she touches him...

So surprised
as the earth shook me...

Sad clouds: roam, expand.
the flower >cold seas soak winter's...

Night
ly...

Her cheek is growing colder,
marked with fear...

Busted rosebud
pillowing out...

I feel it all, bare and frosted
when chill-boned birds...

In our twilight
(the end of our days...