in the meantime pining for youmy darkness grew wearyand said hello, my dear. I am here to keep you companymy sadness swell and I said you can go to hellthe dark answered this won't doNow hush, buttercup, or do...

I want to come to finally knowthe secret of a burning snowhow this blend of heat and colddefies every truth ever told How to mix each metaphorso that it reflects something moregoes far beyond mere similein its quest to finally...

Prefer you my romantical ghostwith beating heart and spiritascending from this graveto show I still love you?  Prefer you a love-letterfrom the depths of my grave?A letter penned in ink,or in the tears from my veins?Prefer you to pluck...