- Dec 11, 2012
As I think of ways to describe
I realize I am lost for words No dictionary could ever define All the colours that you shine
- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. 2
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The Refuse
one who has no door cannot keep it open
- Dec 2, 2012
The river is stubborn, ruthless and unrelenting, Slowly but steadily eroding the lonely pebble. Time has persistently corroded all of my memories, Leaving behind sorrows which are now etched in stone!
- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. 2
- Nov 10, 2012
The wolves howl wildly in the dark and lonely woods, Seeking foolishly for the moon which will ever betray them. Though I will never achieve the company of whom I crave, I sate my mind with nostalgia and my envisages of them.
- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. 2
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