Time has no meaning. I feel as if I have been left in the desert to die and am eagerly awaiting the vultures to begin their work and end my misery.
Will you punish me forever?
We sit and listen and are enthralled anew, for good stories, it seems, never lose their magic.
To those who will see, the world waits.
There are times when one friend requires the blind faith of another.
Oh, I've a love, a true, true love, who waits upon yon shore... and if my love won't be my love, then I will live no more.