Im sorry for being
Sorry for taking part...

Mother father flint and flame
One word a spark and you are fighting again...

On these hollow black nights
When the moon hides and the night flowers bloom...

Out from the city,
Down long and lonely roads...

One hour to chat,
We had the most random conversations always...

To hear a butterfly sing,
You need only be silent...

My smile is as hollow as my heart
Hidden behind the deception of happiness I'm still...

Here I sit in this tiny office,
Alone and bored but always mounds of work to do...

I started with strait lines,
But the thought it bought to mind did not fit...

As sun catches the beads that fall like fire from...
Pure bliss courses through my veins...

Thine wings of ash
Thy hair of flame...

Spider spider
You scare me so...