They stole our liberty
though...

The fire is everlasting in your eyes.
You inflame me...

If you handle it softly
it would stretch...

Justice is love, because it is centered
justice is beauty because it is symmetrical...

All my life I chased my needs to better my life
I ended up living my needs instead of my life...

I traced a tint of mischievousness in her photo
in compare with her self-portrait...

We built our coffin from the planks of our habits.
We have no choice but to be obedient to our death...

Time is just a space
between beginning and end...

Thus said a boy ingrown and callow
to his mother...

Not necessary
from some solid attributes...

I am absolutely at your mercy
like a little fun trapped in barbwire...

Unable to see the derision
of themselves...