My heart is a
magic peregrine bird...

When was
and where...

Why
when we grow fangs...

The audience adored him...

I shall be forever unrecognized.
I shall forever be...

To my bloom:
I would love to dip my nose forever in your petals...

I am lonely
I am so lonely...

“They smell your mouth lest you dared to tell...
In perpetuum they flip...

"God is dead "*
That’s why we are here so tragically lonely...

I am the survivor
of the ultimate attack...

To be her Lover
you must rediscover...

Skies are so grey.
It is pouring inside out...