Freedom to emit and to fight.
You've been called forth.
Nothing is the same without you.
Love? I got that. Pain? I believe in that.
Shivering when you're cold, and crying when you're scared.
The wounds in her souls, and the hearts in your journal.
What a funny life we live.
The last words you heard from her.
The amazing feeling of being born again.
Can you hear me call your name.
Betrayed and sentenced to death.
The taste of a bittersweet relief.
Dear Lord, what talent did you give me......?