Death May Whiten In Sun Or Out

I Do Not Know Who I Am Tonight.

Let's Face It: I'm Scared, Scared And Frozen. First, I Guess, I'm Afraid For Myself...the Old Primitive Urge For Survival. It's Getting So I Live Every Moment With Terrible Intensity.

I Must Get My Soul Back From You; I Am Killing My Flesh Without It.

She Stared At Her Reflection In The Glossed Shop Windows As If To Make Sure, Moment By Moment, That She Continued To Exist.

I Am Silver And Exact.i Have No Preconceptions.