I write to you for I am alone And you are my last resort My time I wrote on a stone Of the moldy and broken sort I lost the hammer I used

I stare at the sand upon these bla… I sit on their crippled and bent a… Think still on the words that thei… And sit in the dark as a common wa… The day is not bright, so it seems…

Ember man I met once Ashes in and not gray Has survived sixteen suns Does at night through the day Of his cart fit the four

I’m having a feeling But don’t understand I look at the ceiling And I cannot stand She used to be torture

Dearly Beloved, The sand is not hot, The water, not wet. A beach, it is not. The battles lie fought

Worthless be the starlight That’s never seen at night And worthless be an hourglass If we lose track of time. Worthless be the speaker

We’ve lost ones before And in future lose. But now what we store, Bring in through this door Is ours now to choose.

My head was of metal My heart was of straw My bones were of twigs For those who did not know They scarred each one

Walk the steps that near the cente… Feet away from where we enter. Embraced by my dear defender A ghost of me still lingers there. Blades of grass, small turtles sna…

Four seats empty, six seats taken. And I had one with a view Making sight seem lesser blue. But for those who seem mistaken, They would tell me stories too.

Against my will I act like me I am not who I pretend I am only a humanoid on the inside I am a human on the out I see something in me

I walked in as I did every 7th of… And as I caught up on the situati… I noticed a fly go into the room. The fly landed on the wall Where the stains of the previous a…