The Doors to Our Dreams.

Half-wishing the night never came to a stop.

Faded Pictures.

All the ink has bled out.

What Goes Around.

You win some, you lose some.

Dear, Miserable Lives.

Does the soul ever tire of thinking?

Someday.

Letting go of what could've been.

Ties.

Nothing ever convinced me.

Small, Small World.

I love the whole idea of 'the world is round'.

The Fall.

I feel like this would be so much better as a story.

Never the Muse.

I might never know.

I Used To Think…

Perhaps I once did, but I no longer care.

Force of Nature.

You only deserve the whole world and more.

Rainy Blues.

Watered down to an unfinished rhyme.

False Vows.

Maybe another time.

A Part, Apart.

Out of sight and out of mind.

Breathe.

Perhaps this is how I find myself again.

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