Tales of a new forgotten son have kept this small...
From the times of dawn till dusk do the howls and...

Soft looks the skin of this memory's tissue.
Is it you that these shuttered eyes dare shine...

We will live together in a shitty little home,
But it will be our home...

Consumed by he who has weathered arrows;
I fall upon my state from his valor...

Your colours don't represent your feelings for...
They merely resemble the opposite...

Morning wakes up with the silence of snow.
A gentle breeze carries the winter-worn crow...

I feel as if there is a lack of growth within me,
Thus disrupting my growth on the outside...

Confined to this home,
I can only choose when these windows shall be...

Cynical, disconsolate, destitute - quiet do your...
Nothing greater than a sibilation you poor...

Despite how the ones marked on their throat had...
You should not lay your trust in those who forgive...

I need to ask him for something - but that means I...
Face to face, eye-to-eye, word-to-word, and...

Former days of Summer with times coloured,
Flowers yet to bloom; young but not foolish...