Teasing kids ignite
terrorizing tearful eyes...
Make your lies and make them plenty
Waltz around the room like you're so connoisseur...
Like wet cement carrying an impression;
my footprints still linger from...
May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...
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i don't think the soul lives in our eyes...
Endless words,
dipped in religious colors...
A hundred times my words
have changed but my voice...
The image of a lighthouse in an eerie peace
of blue water looking cold even when it's warm...
The time has come to leave my home,
and be just like a seed of love...
Bright lights, brighter than the sun, than the...
Where have I gone? Has my time come so soon...
There's a thought in me
that is like a bird...
you thought it ended,
and that you fell...