Those who hide do so by wearingthe drapes of sophism.Killing those around themusing simple syllables;Words sound like honeydrenched in hemlock.Death t..
I am broken how will, you,put me together again?I am sharp glassthat will cut you, if not careful,but be wary I am fragile,and you could break me furt..
It fell cloaked in the cover of the nightwhispering for the flower that remained.A rebirth called towards unplumbed plight;by fate, it has now been re..
Come on down to the jungle.The jungle where we play.All types of animals are herewith many sights on display.It does not matter your preferenceor even..
Sometimes it is not knowing someone that matters.It is having known them and the realization that somewhere in the world they are still out there exis..
My soul knows that it is broken.A piece of the light it once knew is gone.Will someone else find the light my soul once knew?This light gave my soul a..