The day that I'll reach the end of the way With my strength spent and devoid of words I wish for a sunset burning in the sky Like in a dream I dreamt once upon a time. My face that tears traced as I roamed the land I will rest carefully on my parchment-like hand... Continue Reading →
but what does death matter
but what does death matter if by the time my time ends the face of the world will have become a little bit like my face?
contract of lease
life a plot of eternity leased from infinity term of lease shall be fixed by the lessor the contract may be renewed only by your successor
thief of time
against all logic and gravity I stole some happy times from eternity alas, they passed! short-lived was my glee because eternity stole them back from me now I'm trying in vain to snatch them back again
All That Jazz 