Alex Apprich:
The sea is nothing but a library of all the tears in history
Alex Apprich:
Make a wish...
Alex Apprich:
It's that time of the year again...
Alex Apprich:
Let me hold your heart like a flower
Alex Apprich:
My Bleeding Heart Swims In A Sea Of Darkness
Alex Apprich:
Destination Unknown
Alex Apprich:
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory
Alex Apprich:
May what I do flow from me like a river
Alex Apprich:
Pearls
Alex Apprich:
Thought is only a flash in the middle of a long night
Alex Apprich:
Thunder Storm
Alex Apprich:
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory
Alex Apprich:
she remembered watching a summer sunset
Alex Apprich:
blossom into its wildest dreams
Alex Apprich:
Even for me life had its gleams of sunshine
Alex Apprich:
Why is summer mist romantic and autumn mist just sad?
Alex Apprich:
All things that have form eventually decay
Alex Apprich:
They're gone. I let them chase me
Alex Apprich:
Through the storms I have weathered...
Alex Apprich:
...the endless repetition of an ordinary miracle
Alex Apprich:
If these trees could talk
Alex Apprich:
I had rescued the moment
Alex Apprich:
Tears are the noble language of eyes
Alex Apprich:
Tears are words the mouth can't say nor can the heart bare
Alex Apprich:
Tears are the soul's raindrops
Alex Apprich:
I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers
Alex Apprich:
But the absence of tears wasn't the same as an absence of feeling
Alex Apprich:
Tears are words the mouth can't say nor can the heart bare
Alex Apprich:
I don't deserve a soul
Alex Apprich:
Duality
