…Fade into obscurity… Diminish deeply into this ever-looming abyss that offers only shackles from a broken void Linger simply among these lunar tides, that whispers...

To be honest with you, I am bit frustrated with you I am a bit taken by you and the way that your image has...

Beloved is the sight of tomorrow to the dreamer that dreams away those horrid thoughts Charmed overly casually, these tainting nightmares pertaining increments of reality...