Life Of Goodbyes

I call sense be discovered where Cain did murder. Keep to me, all I ever see, compass you are for me. Sigh warm you bring to me all I do breathe. I stepped a beach feet swallowed a discovery. Ramparts I throw to air they do part, I am scared. Beyond me a mystery is…

Cross Burned Ocean

Mystery you magic exort in all a vein so that chemicals I feel fill in my brain. Illustrious illusions compound as sand that slide an hour- glass has command. But in the abundant is a clear sight that it comes alive in night across you here sit. Come with me burn does rods of beacon…