Why did everything happened so quickly? Why did it feel like never? Who's guilty and who is the victim? Who knows...
''She never found out how much I tried - all of the sadness she kept made me blind. She never found out how much I cried - the rope so tight on the night that she died''
I'm unclean, a libertine and every time you vent your spleen, I seem to lose the power of speech, your slipping slowly from my reach. you grow me like an evergreen, you never see the lonely me at all.....