Don't call me friend.Because I don't think you know what that means. You see, the terrifying thing about friendship is that it's a two sided street:It..
A dark red flameGrows stronger each day.It does not consume nor devourIt owes its existence to no one and no thing.A blaze that no rain may put outAnd..
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but each time we grow distant it seems as though I was split apart.As if one of us was the spirit, and t..
He comes out in the nightto wallow in my despair.Perching over my window sillto bathe in the moonlight.Only when I suffer he appears.'Whisk me away to..