C: Creative world i have
O: Oppressed inside my head...
The image of a lighthouse in an eerie peace
of blue water looking cold even when it's warm...
come near –
i promise you it’s safe again...
Would you forgive me if I told you nothing but the...
When you look at the moon, do you ever think about...
With the wings, they escape my thoughts.
With a coal, they burn my imagination...
A long day
Begins the same as others...
Is it to much to ask for a question
instead of an action...
A cricket
chirping...
Let go of everything,
All those painful things you think...
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i don't think the soul lives in our eyes...
i wish you could see through my kaleidoscopic...
my skies are forever echoing your light...
People have picked me up
from a dusty shelf...