Emily’s Last Words
“I must go in, for the fog is rising,” breathed out that pen we love so well, as she upon …
“I must go in, for the fog is rising,” breathed out that pen we love so well, as she upon …
Hear the wild wind with his musical roar sweeping the heather and kissing the moor. He sings of adventure and …
When leaf has fallen withered from the tree, and night’s dark hand has swept aside the day. When lips are …
Since death forgot to take me I’ll wile the earth away, And chase things that forsake me, And smile at …
So, faithful beating heart, this is it. You’re showing me to the exit… the party’s over so soon? The …
If I should die, then shed no tears for me, No ragged gasps, no passioned bouts of rage; Upon some …
When to you the world seems harsh and you are numbed by its ice cold reception when time spoon …
Death woke up late one fateful day, checked his gold pocket watch with a skeletal hand, lit up a Marlboro …