People stubbornly lived their lives as they wanted, without regard to me, to an amazing degree.
Poppy Done to DeathHeartbreak , death and loss were shared between us, but renewal, commitment and strength as well.
Past HeavenIf on thoughts of death we are fed, Thus, a coffin, became my bed.
Phantom Phantasia: Poetry for the Phantom of the Opera PhanBetween death and hell a bridge shining silver wings offers his soul hope.
The River of Winged DreamsIt’s not contagious, you know. Death is as natural as life. It’s part of the deal we made.
Tuesdays with Morrie