That’s it.
My body is my prison...
To others we do
things that blueprint everything...
Winning and losing
are mirroring flecks on the...
check yourself fool
check your judgement...
Oh gosh
I regret regretting what I always regret...
Oh life…
Oh well...
One night,
I just woke up naked on the inside...
Living is the search
in which we lose everything...
Everything would end
everything my dear, that is why...
Liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...
I’m not even gunna try.
Good...
Tears have the constituents of their own:
Salted from bottom of the seas...