These little cities Were tough and strong, Pious and independent. Mostly they made parts And...

Mesmerize me with hypnotic eyes, and still I know your ten thousand lies. Lovely demon, hands of...

When the piercing pain inside overshadows the fear of death, it’s easier to step into the...

A shadow consults the night lonely image rising and falling in pools of cold street light moving...

Inside of here, I hold on too tightly. Fists clenched and toes curled, I white-knuckle my way...