On GriefI told the psychiatrist: "It's not that I want to die now she's dead, that's not it specifically... it's more... like magnets. You put us on opposite sides of the veil and of course they're going to cling to it, yearning for the other side."
Song: The Only OneI can't wear that perfume anymore
In The StarsIn the stab of the night,
MatterIt is only a matter of time
MaybeJust give me one dream that isn't see-through.
Of Nuisance LeavesHear me read it!
How She BurnsShe has astral eyes
I Didn't Mean, I Didn't MeanI didn't mean to make you cringe
She Sees StarsShe calls me a storm
Oxtails (Collab w/ TwilightPoetess)Somewhere between oxen and orchid,