L.ost U.nder S.inful T.ragedies

Are you even sorry for the pain you caused? Or were you sorry before for not causing the pain?

The heart has no limit

Through my music I am an artist but as a person I am the painting

Kiss me with passion on the time of twilight, until our hearts meet the center of the earth.

Just like a candle, time in life melts away and there will always be pain from the burns in the fire, but you have to compete with your smile so you can run over the flames with the water

My heart is breaking in the wind of a storm n i have no one to bring out the sun