Little strands of memory

Treason. Tis the reason. Ripping at the seams. Little man. Adjunct. Junked. I'm sorry you can't hurt.

This side of Robert. When you lost your mind, did you have to take me with you?

I'm beating myself up in shifts to conserve my energy for the day that I destroy you. I remember being summoned and you stood silent. These conversations--they never seem to end.

Beauty, love and the death of harmony.

Your pretty face still haunts me, but I guess you know that since you are the one that's haunting me.

I would let go, but I don't want to stop feeling. I don't want to forget. I only want to dream. Beautiful dreams.

Murdered untruth. Political abuse. Flow from the heart, fall from the mind.