I like holding you,
Close...

In the midst of the night
when every glist of air is taken...

She sat all alone
watching the emptyness...

A good boyfriend is a boyfriend that spends...
A great boyfriend, impresses your friends...

Who am I
why was I even born...

A petal falls onto the ground,
it's dripping with the dew...

He was a practical boy
with wisdom beyond 16 years...

She was a shy girl
a girl to shy for anyone to see...

My name is Mary Ann
and I live inside your head...

She stares at her image
in the 1,000 year old mirror...

A fire relinquishes,
a dead babys screams...

She explores insanity
analysing its every page...