peek inside my dreams
peek inside my dreams
planning of fiery things
adrift in the night
peek inside my dreams
planning of fiery things
adrift in the night
watch as i twinkle
for i am the morning star
hidden by the rain
it comes to an end
the true fate of everything
originations
pen touches paper
feeling the scratch of the nib
wasting of paper
gone and good riddance
the year that shall not be named
a new slate is here