What I wanted at the timeCut so shortWhat a crimeAnd now I am the paradigm Of regret. Wondering whether the view from now is clarity Or pity? the justification charityEither way, we will witherWonder or worry, wild with winterAnd you know it's true that chill you bringNo children will ever singHow could they? Your only daughter died.You must understand, you can't confideIn yourself. Older now,a...

I've told the moon everything,and she adores you tooMy heart is crystallizeddark amber,frozen in time,warm and beautifulShe asked me,"What is this ...