Silencio"¡Pero no dije nada!""Mi punto."
PastAutumn leaves...the road not taken.
Star LightI used to stare into the nightReciting the words my mother taught meI wish I may...Cold seeping under the closed window sash, my fingers leave wet, misty markson the paneWaitingWaitingWaitingHoping you would be okayWild, reckless.Trusting fate to bring you homeThe crashI saw it happen. Miles awaya flash of lightNo sound, like a movieDark clouds covering the milky way.Now I sitWatching this haunted starNo such thing as magic.