In the shadow of a crimson dawn, March the souls with weary eyes, Where echoes of forgotten songs Mingle with…
In shadows cast by hands unkind, A world where silence binds the soul. The heart, a fortress hard to find,…
In the quiet whisper of the morning breeze, Where the world takes a gentle pause, I find the echoes of…
In the quiet hours of a sleepless night, Whispers of doubt begin to creep and crawl, Casting shadows on dreams…
In the mirror’s gentle gaze, I find A whisper of the self yet undefined Shadows dance upon the edge of…