It was only for a few moments
but they were infinite...

Our death is intended
Unless we prove otherwise...

Our death is intended
unless we prove otherwise...

Is it about my bookshelf
or is it about the depth behind all those books on...

I am
like a buried faithful seed...

Looking for a poetical moments I searched...
but I have found nothing...

Why
when we grow fangs...

This town is a poem
These roads are eloquent...

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...