Sitting on my graveyard, under the mighty silver moon. Enclave with the low music of darkness, With all dead tunes. Reason why I cried, Reason why my eyes dried, Reason why am broken, is all I have ... Read More
* Control your desires lest you hurt yourself, control your expectations lest you will be hurt by others. * People who crave for sympathy are the ones who really need it. Pity! their minds are so ... Read More