If flames turns into ashes, And hope is always dying Heartbeat stops, heart shatters Then for what...
Loss
The Black Rose What I once called lovely, When it was in its provisional stage, When I...
Wrinkled Arms upon a Broken Heart Those olden golden days,reminded me of their coarse, wrinkled arms, that once caressed...
A Teardrop of Blood Standing by the window, looking out on the horizon, only the silence there...
With tears, painting a miserable masterpiece Do you care to look at this horror from your ivory palace?With...