No one comes to see my garden,
to sit...
O, a head,
the spark...
There is
So much...
It is too depressing
To talk about death...
Thanks for another day
That you...
Some day I will be losing all my fears
I have fear of height...
I made it to the end of the tunnel, and there was...
There was just me and a recurring dream of losing...
It is time
To return to...
I feel i need this
This ache in my chest...
Hello hello hello
God is risen today...
None may speak above right
For Right is the ultimate of mankind...
What we call personal
is not...