• It is easier to feel alone than to be out of time.
    Time on earth cut short for all miserables.
    Mistakes guided by the hand of love, terror engendered from brotherhood;
    companions become enemies in the most inconvenient of times.

    Saying goodbye to those who touched the soul,
    at a time often too early to cope with.
    Kiss the petals goodbye, every last tear blown away with the wind.
    So long to the sadness we used to know.