WHO will join them to make the world One?
WHO will it be to pen their names upon parchment...
Listen to wind in
dark. I was hurting myself...
With holes in our hearts
It's strange how we still manage...
Lost in sweet refelctions
And eerie silence...
A lock with a key,
A spoon with a fork...
Realm of the night
Sanctum of all mysteries...
In a lonely dark day in life,
the clouds for a future best friend...
From within, a
fawned virtue follows...
There was an old lady,
who lived on the floor...
The footman was
unseen. I assume, the...
Where we kiss each other
we are two faces...
a stark reminder that reflections, are not always...
delusion a comforter of note...