Life is a necessary precaution like the shadow for...
But there's something excessive...

A broken flower, dying without water
A spoiled child, knows nothing about respect...

My will was to know you much better,
but every time I make a step...

They say am fond of death
yet I agree...

Paint me a picture.
Of love. Of hate...

Love scares me,
not the ideal psychological reason behind a broken...

With a touch of passion
she mourned with love...

It is late at night,
time to put off the lights...

For I have seen the light and felt the warmth of...
My sins are gone...

A wild river,
runs through continents...

I found a man writing on his bones,
and I who have never seen a God...

My mind is entangled,
by sweetness of your heart...