Some people live disconnected, in a world of their own. Their wishful thinking represents their sole veracity. But when the mirror smashes the reflection of their delusion, it will not falter to talk back. ( "The day the mirror was talking back" ) - Erik Pevernagie
She smashes her knuckles into winterAs autumn's wind fades into blackShe is the saint of all the sinners,the one whose fallen through the cracks...(iViva la Gloria!) - Green Day