I Will Walk Heavy, And I Will

Here Then At Long Last Is My Darkness. No Cry Of Light, No Glimmer, Not Even The Faintest Shard Of Hope To Break Free Across The Hold.

Who Has Never Killed An Hour?

One Forgets That One Is One. I Must Try To Remember This.

Love Of Love Written By The Broken Hearted, Love Of Life Written By The Dead.

Everyone Loves The Dream But I Kill It.