Poems from tricoci
Our souls are burning upon an open sea like lamps flaming with nothing flees into the world prances into danger and sings so happily,...
people say that it was magic they say.magic as a good feeling but the word magic means power and power is magic so do you have the magic...
This cage swollows me whole locking me inside no matter how much i reach for freedom it grabs me pulling me back in the dark deep cell...
heart broken, pain remains,
lie stood brighter then the rain,
heart broken,faith lingers,
trust weaver, deep inside you knew
not wanting...