This Mental Space Is Occupied And Everything

I Loved You When You Opened Like A Lily To The Heat; You See I’m Just Another Snowman Standing In The Rain And Sleet Who Loved You With His Frozen Love, His Second Hand Physique, With All He Is And All He Was A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Music Is The Emotional Life Of The Most People.

We Are Not Mad. We Are Human.we Want To Love, And Someone Must Forgive Us For The Paths We Take To Love, For The Paths Are Many And Dark, And We Are Ardent And Cruel In Our Journey.

In The Broken Places, The Light Shines Through.

Everytime You Grab At Love You Will Lose A Snowflake Of Your Memory