From their green fragrance
watermelons are bleeding...

Birds are as free as
they are trapped in between the...

The bright blade of truth
I draw from the sword sheath of...

His swords never seek
death or vengeance, they only...

Love me incomplete,
the way I am, otherwise...

We live in time
and die...

I have always wondered
what that kid with profound shine in his eyes...

Safeguard your beauties
not in your masks...

He is so poor.
He has nothing yet honesty...

The consumer is consumed
as consumption consummates...