I am a gadfly |
From their green fragrance
watermelons are bleeding...
Birds are as free as
they are trapped in between the...
The bright blade of truth
I draw from the sword sheath of...
His swords never seek
death or vengeance, they only...
Love me incomplete,
the way I am, otherwise...
Between madness and sanity
between past and prospect...
Oh, the tiniest flower!
lost in the vastness...
Justice is a balance, an equation of something
as deep as our souls...
Tree's inquest is glow
whether in the sunny skies...
Absolute
is the silence of a canvas...
We never are |
If you care to know my friend ~~my friend |
You would never be lost again, if you find yourself. |