Those Who Gave Away Their Wings Are

Everything Had Been Stripped Of Deceptions, That Time. And That Time I Was Afraid Of Everything.

My Truths Do Not Last Long In Me. Not As Long As Those That Are Not Mine.

Truth Has Very Few Friends And Those Few Are Suicides.

When I Am Asleep I Dream What I Dream When I Am Awake. It's A Continuous Dream.

No One Is A Light Unto Himself, Not Even The Sun.