With a delicate soul,
And broken wings...
My dark, dark fate ended so cold;
The days go by as a slow blur...
I’ll never get over the wasted tears
That I may have cried...
Why does this always happen
Last week was the last time...
Often objects just cease to exist
like you, my lovely box of lies...
Everything is chaos
Everything was calm...
This is just what i belive, so if you are...
The night creeps, creaks and groans
No one else here, home alone...
Sully and intelligent and with naught a fret in...
Luggin' a worldly backpack 'round despite being a...
Un-rolling parchment from a skeletal rod...
I glance upwards for the last time...
Deathly stench drifts in the shadows tonight
eerie sounds nip on ears, burdened shackles...
Nicolas heard a sad tune
inviting him towards itself...