When i love,
i don't love...

Beyond heaven
there must be peace within...

I am you inside of me
and the hunter and deer...

The moment was kind,
an unexpected masterpiece...

She planted you,
expecting to see a small plant...

I can no longer sit
in...

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory...

It was too late
when she got the phone...

I bleed for you all.
Substance of love in a cloud...

I try not to live out myself in others:
it is already hard to be my own enemy...

Here everything has changed and the silences...
Little things get so huge, principles woken or...

A noble man he is
and colors pass through him...