His knife slowly went through the corners,
as he carefully carved broken crayons...

I left my dresser-drawer slightly open,
for your spirit to slip and escape this...

She roamed the
universe like she owned...

I pressed the last red
flower you gave me, in a...

The smell of humid air and the flickering
sign awakened the fire within you...

The room felt her presence as
as she sat in front of a leaning...

The voices started nibbling
on her healed wounds...

Last night,
the shadow in her closet...

Her body felt heavy pressing on the cold floor,
for the moon forgot to shine his light...