I keep an elephant for a pet. He is big and he is loud, I feed him, groom him, and comfort him when he’s upset When my elephant is content,

It was in a lonely room the shadow… asphyxiating their despair slowly turning black and melting away into the night mo… When the closet shuttered,

Gather round. Put up your feet. R… It’s been a long, hard day and you… Do you remember the five little pi… Come on loves; let me spew that rh… but you’re in for a real treat thi…

No longer whole I am living life in pieces The more I try to overcome I see how much I need this. When did everything get so twisted…

The sun is only an illusion that r… Reality is only a place; but is it… The population of the world balanc… The world spins around me, and her… Sometimes the sky opens up and the…

I will allow myself my justificati… for leaving you and walking out th… at this point I owe you no explana… and unlike time and time before I… I know I swore to you if I made i…

Name one good reason why you should live, and I will give you five to change your mind. The terror on your face as you realize who’s in control breaks a snarl free from my caged hatred....

Dive into the past, beyond the bre… Eclipsing all memories of space an… hardened, contrived paradigms bearing no genetic resemblance to the present: which is fine.

Sometimes I’m as shy as they come. Personality buttoned up keeping my mouth shut but boy, I’ve got an attitude.

Love, in it’s purest form: roses smell sweet we stop to smell them. Talking,

Together, we began. Exploring a new territory that never existed before– the place we created when we found each other. I was ordinary, and you were nothing special until we made love. ...

No comparing you to beauty so conv… for your spirit transcends all whi… Ordinary flesh conceals the chaos… what makes you special has made yo… From deep down within has your sor…

There is always a price to pay, for fleeting feelings gone by day. A receipt with no warranty, a promise with no guarantee all of my guilt

Behind somber walls of this staine… lives a morose phantasm, who profo… The glow of the flambeaux highligh… in vain are your efforts: you’ll n… When madness first appeared, I wa…