Death is like a crack on the windshield of my car
I can see that crack's dissemination...

In the middle of the night, I screamed her name.
In the middle of the nightmare...

Soon your beauty is going to be over:
your prime...

We photograph a flower
paint it, versify it, turn it to a piece of art...

~~The confession of a deranged reality to a man of...
Sometimes the nightmares are reality...

Loneliness is a
distance that could never be...

When you learn the truth
you would wonder why you did...

When you stroke the harps of these feelings
you do not know your fingers...

The respite is shortening
like my hair in the barber shop...

Did you know
that the whole world...

Don't let betrayals
steal your belief in entire...

The bright blade of truth
I draw from the sword sheath of...