Let me be a monster.
Then I can trust...
We would never become a set of wings,
if we do not tear from...
Do not save regrets.
Don’t rescue blames...
I am the fire!
Thus...
_Why clarity reflect us perfectly?
_ Because we are picture perfect...
A cry for help
Is like a quiet whisper in the night...
Trust others to trust
yourself. Remain trustworthy...
Nothing makes me happier than
seeing good in people eyes...
One for everyone
and everyone for one, deems...
The awe of wrinkles,
will wither and desiccate...
What do you do with the empty space
When your memory starts to forget their face...
Our expanding
only circles to reflect in the given radius...