A pretty letter to get me wetter.
I lye nude in the parade. Without a sweater my skin looks better.
I'm finishing your remains. In the rain I feel your pain. Your
whole life is just a feign. I can't refrain, it's me insane.
I am much wetter. Look at me better. Volitile Cum Tonalis Alae...
I don't know where I will go as soon as I am on my way. Maybe
I will find a place to rest my head. Think I'm dead, No way
will I go back to where I came from. I was dumb founded by one
concept of love, now I know quite a few too many ways to say
it's true. I Love you.

Flying with
clipped wings- the translation of the latin phrase. This has
been considered one of my most unique pieces. The haunting fusion
came from the broken freedom from obsession to unhealthy sittuations.
Like a bird free from its cage, learning to fly again with clipped
wings.