It was a cold November morningAnd I had gone out for a walk;It was my first day in Corfu;I was walking and smoking cigarettes,In the narrow streets of the city;There were no other people on the street,As I had...

Your soul has withered, your conscience dead, your eyes don't cry, you have a heart of ice, your face so pale, so clammy everywhere, every word you utter to me filled with vulgarity... gives me violent shivers...   Why vicious?   You stole my heart and never gave it back, still you try...

See through my eyes, there’s no limit. Seas through the skies, live to sing it. Breath through my lungs, clear the smoke. Read through the lines, fear to choke. Carve in my skin, let me feel your presence. Pain is a...