Music pulls tightly at my soul
follows me out as I stroll...
In the still of the twilight
I held your hand...
A heart is fragile.
I have seen the pendulum stop...
Outcast
When the event comes, my death...
I wish I had
another chance...
Where did you go,
that you could not find...
Death-
He comes in forms of fake smiles...
At times I think; those whom overcome with sadness
Overbeared by an unshakable heaviness in their...
Lay me down here
And put me to rest...
Dear Lover:
death has come for me: I fear...
as innocent lives
lay bleeding out on the ground...
Deep in the dark we huddle,
no food or water to spare...