…hurt her head Her tragic flaw was not a blunder Teeter totter by the harbour, Lilja looked up saw a starfish Holding her hand was Ophelia, Smith, Elliot; Plath, Sylvia Stories had been spun, a sea of metaphors were done…

…Sorrow's sound, it swirls all about you Dry fallen leaves that rise like a cloud Time is a torch in a field of lost faces Kissed by the mist, you kneel on the ground Shadowed by years, smiles you remember Half-recalled…

…Dècadence A pawn in an empty chessboard Moved around by a hand of a fool Never played it safe It's a wicked game Any hand, any call, I'm in It said: "Love like you've never been hurt And dance till dawn like you've just…

…fade with us. A lily builds a home It grows inside my bones Been there since I was born You can brood by a brook And whisper to water Don't worry, the dawn will dry your tears See the daylight as it flows It fills the…