. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: ♥ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♥
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: Between God and Man
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: Heart full of bokeh
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: Playing with ghosts
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: “The splendor of the rose and the whitness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its lovliness.”
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: If False And True Can Be The Same...
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: "Once the Queen is dead, the King is useless."
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: String of memories
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: Dreaming of blue skies
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: "Still thinkin' of running? Think you can outrun the world? You know the problem with being the last of anything, by and by there be none left at all."
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: Guard of the the Citadel
. : Bury Me With My Fiddle : .: .Another rainy day.