These tales sorrowful pain and woe delicately...
In this forsaken peyton's place far from the...
I feel your loss
like two rivers...
they called
and asked...
No more alone, no more me,
no more endless walls, fences...
I try to picture the night you left home.
Was the hall undisturbed as the door sat ajar...
I used to measure his strength
by maximum deadlift...
When I stopped writing I
swallowed words...
I remember the details
of that day. Every...
I don't like myself that much.
162 centimeters of flaws...
Sonnet 21
In gloomy days I go out to the shores...
I feel a pain that I can not express.
I have tried words, I have tried actions...
If I had five minutes
to talk to you...