The world is a shallow place,
Full of desperate people...
The walls have ears,
my dear...
Tytler's Cycle
By Mark Spencer...
My breath is being stolen
from my lungs out my lips...
Love falls.
Droplets of forever, poised in stance...
Again she's laughin'
'cause the profits are...
Maybe I am crazy,
Or maybe that's just what being hurt does to you...
He told me once
of how he thought lands...
Most people think monsters are strangers
most likely their the person in the same household...
There is a balance of using and abusing
that took me a long time to discover...
Broke the Rules...
Left some clues...
In that part of the world,
the sky is in exile...