"Did you find my sox?"
Turning from the washer, I knew that anything lost...
I don't care,
if they get all the boys...
We humans, with our massacres, genocides, wars...
Live on concrete
of people passing by...
I've come to realize
many things...
At the gates of Troy a wooden horse awaits
"A gift for Pallas Athena", Sinon the...
She stood atop the gold-lined staircase.
Everyone turned and stared...
There is a person behind the opinion
There is a bleeding soul behind the cold eyes...
She stopped living in her world of dreams..
Her tears are done and she has silent screams...
Prisoner, has nothing to keep
Freedom, is the worlds next leap...
With these two hands
a nation can be healed...
What was all to be of heaven
Turns out to be of hell...