rain...

render my surrender

replenish, refurnish

the house was occupied

there is no seeing through it

her vision was blurred

wait lets start over

it was all a game

I lost

she took my peace and ran

a far cry from pestilence...

on angels wings it descended

I thought I was wrong

why couldn't I see it for what it was?

a twisted web lies behind every page

how many times will I weep this song?

how many lies will I hide behind?

parting with such dementia

my sweet bathsheba...

forgotten...