To own you,
was my fault. I wanted you flawlessly...

Eating a suicide tree's fruit
searching for the answers...

Set free the water?
do not harm the spring...

Writing poems
on your lips...

After going back in my
frame, I let the dark set in...

Perfect domes?
beehived...

The sins of mortals
have become ordinary...

Depression?
was deep blue...

Shadows?
were lengthening...

Time
was the great avenger...

When I need something.
I will ask you...

Discarding?
the past, systematically...