who shall ever tell the sorrow of being on this earth, lying, on quilts, on the grass, in a summer evening, among the sounds of the night?

How can you win some? How can you win some? How can you win some? How can you win some? How can you win some? How can you win some?	June 28, 2012	Knight Draconic	The Daughter of Lilith
dreaming of anywhere but here	August 24, 2015	I smashed it into a million pieces and cut myself on its beauty	and the world may be long for you
ivory tower crumble	Sing me songs of nights to come	May the wine be sweet. May the stories be heard. May the future bring me home.	House of Bishops
Closer and closer to the source of all rays of light	i remember, most of all, the places that cradled my thoughts	Grace Cathedral