I want to hug you until my
arms become a vice...
You're one of those
really good men...
Freedom!
Freedom I cried from atop the hill...
Why just in opposite can we unite
and tie...
Do you see that peach on that tree?
The one that hangs so tightly free...
I wrote you a secret,
a single word...
You were my nightbook.
In you, I traced my stories...
You know
I'll have to make the best of this...
If ever empathy materialised
So it has within your walls...
My eyes blacken within
A cave of twisted seas and turns...
~Chapter I~
Do you remember how we both...
you’ve missed the tender years –
i needed you most then. i daydream all the...