Led through the mistBy the milk-light of moonAll that was lost is revealedOur long bygone burdensMere echoes of the springBut where have where we come..
I read the pages about meIn her autobiographyThey were brief and to the pointA flash while you are getting dressedA memory that needs to be repressedI..
I breathed heavily, staring at myself in the mirror, my cold eyes looking into the copy, and my face drenched with water. "First f*****g day of schoo..
Far, Far away, there is an island.Oh, this place just keeps me smiling.The beautiful colours of the sky,my heart melting in the ocean....The lonelines..