Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted

I stare at the mirror All I see is a Monster When have I started to become This horrifying wraith? Like Dorian Gray

When I look at his eyes I get a glimpse of his soul Bright, Only a gleam of sun makes them spa… Of a beautiful green,

He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times

Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering

Memories are gone I thought I’d feel relieved But there is a void in my heart A weight in my chest I thought forgetting you would hea…

Incredible is my mother She is kind like no other A pure Angel is nothing compared… Beautiful and fraich as dew, Enchantress

There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it