Was Joachim "locked up" here, too? |
The letters jumbled up in the words jumbled up in the sentances. The butterfly hit the tree again and again but didn't learn its lesson. What a wonderful, catastrophic waltz we're dancing under such a...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 14:28:00 GMT |
.IV. |
Are we lost? Did we stray too far and lose our way from that glittering golden path? Did the stars explode a bit too soon and leave our souls in darkness? Are we lost?The books were never burnt... (bu...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 15:46:00 GMT |
..II.. |
I feel as if I will not rest until I hear the words that I do not want to hear. It's frightening. It makes my shoulders tremble. I see the world through a shade of blue as pale as that exhaled from a ...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Feb 2009 13:16:00 GMT |
..I.. |
The shades on the back of a butterfly will melt off soon. They'll drip into a pool on the ground and rot. It'll be beautiful for a while. But butterflies are butterflies. You'd do well to remember tha...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Feb 2009 15:05:00 GMT |
