Do you remember us
as moths trapped...

O little Orphan boy, little orphan boy
you do not need to hide your fear anymore...

<<to the mother of Holly Jones >>
I saw your neck...

It was only for a few moments
but they were infinite...

She put on a mask
realizing her old self...

She noticed her face
was a mask amongst many...

We shall be forgotten
but our love will remain...

The tragedy of a man in the abyss of: “to be...
Where the bridge of “to be” connecting two...

There's nowhere to go
for everywhere is here and...

Be a hug for me
that my cries could calm in its cradle...

From the futile war
remains legions of mutilated hearts...

The most beautiful time of your life,
can't be captured...