She woke up to the warmth of her cat's tongueAnd ran her fingers in its furThey both stretched. But her bones seemed to gongWhile Min let out a tiny p..
Mocked at; Life has bid me adieu,Trampling the buds in my garden;Freshly bloomed, they couldn't breathe anew,All left behind, I am but a burden.Lost i..
There's one lock of hair; a veil!What could be this disease from which I ail?My eyes seem to notice its taunts;O! Proud, and prettily, it flaunts.I sh..