The World's Continual Breathing Is

I Write To Save Someone's Life, Probably My Own

Ela Acreditava Em Anjo E, Porque Acreditava, Eles Existiam" | "she Believed In Angels, And, Because She Believed, They Existed

I Hear The Mad Song Of A Little Bird And Crush Butterflies Between My Fingers.

I Ask Myself: Is Every Story That Has Ever Been Written In This World, A Story Of Suffering And Affliction?

For At The Hour Of Death You Became A Celebrated Film Star, It Is A Moment Of Glory For Everyone, When The Choral Music Scales The Top Notes.