Do As You Like With Me. I'm

He Was His Own Leftover, The Spat-out Scrag. He Was What His Brain Could Make Nothing Of.

The Shell The Sea Fills My Ear With Sand And With Fear. You May Wash Out The Sand, But Never The Sound Of The Ghost Of The Sea That Is Haunting Me.

Where White Is Black And Black Is White, I Won.

What Happens In The Heart Simply Happens.

What Happened Casually Remains -