Hey friend, don't let this love of yours
be some kind of rope...

May be, I am this book on my lap?
The one I usually close to nap...

I wanna go
where the page is white...

teeth clenched tightly into skin
blood dripping from within...

Because we fell in love like two whites doves
Just falling slowly and deeply in love...

You know,
every kid knows or has an idea...

If I just knew that God does not exist
And that once Death comes to approach us all...

In you, I live to die.
For life is death...

I'm troubled.
there's too much chaos...

How lovely are the days when flowers bloom
but also when the rain comes dripping down...

Oh fluffy, whitey pillow!
when night do comes...

for every lie,
I place a pillow between us...