The Little Girl and Her Candle
Her hands were trembling slightly...

I was missing these butterflies.
Tickling my stomach and otherwise...

The throbbing of the demon drums
Beat inside my head...

He told me I was cute and smart.
(Who knew those words would heal my heart...

Most look for a perfect girl,
One whom they can't resist...

There is a disease that haunts the poet and drives...
A chronic condition which drains the bearer and...

The bell rang loud for the end of lunch and I...
I turned around and noticed a little girl picking...

Moonlight washes shadow across my walls,
Quiet noises echo from empty halls...

You've told me about a song you feel,
Your fingers play it on ivory keys...

He knew it, she knew it,
Everyone saw...

Tell me a story
About our lives...

Bracing my smiles for the coming day,
Remembering when I thought I'd never feel this...