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...
Deep in the dark we huddle,
no food or water to spare...
Dear Lover:
death has come for me: I fear...
as innocent lives
lay bleeding out on the ground...