One Too Many Falls.

We were so blind.

‘Hell to Pay’.

I thought an open-ended prologue would be a nice addition.

Battery Low.

I keep spacing out so much

Running Knives.

Maybe I'm just a bloodied mess.

Shoot Your Shot.

Would you capture it, or just let it slip?

For a Rainy Day.

It’s nice to have a reminder from myself, sometimes, I guess.

Anywhere But Here.

Frozen on this ground I stand...

On The Brink.

Waiting for my crescent to be whole again.

Voices in the Dark.

We never know our way around.

The Same, Old Songs.

In distant memories and forgotten dreams...

Ease Back In.

Just hang in there. You got this, I promise!

At the End of the Day.

Somewhere I’d rather be than here.

Echoes in the Distance.

Draped in a tattered, old shroud.

‘Ghosts’.

It's beautiful. It's morbid. It's heartbreaking.

For the Love of It All.

Hold on to what matters to you.

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