I'm in the shrinking room because she left too soon, shattered words scar the
the room is still, empty words to fill.
But every gentle phrase that emanated from her frame shrouds me in harmony
a lullaby deceits bled dry.
THE THINGS SHE SAID BELONG TO ME
Truth hurts but lies burn, deep inside our souls
we've lost our way
but the ties that bind, they keep the lifeline
so pure and strong.