Do you see the lights, grandpa? See
them? They're...
The sun has been residing
within my mind this season...
Oh how the days seem to turn,
From a hellish nightmare where I burn...
I cry at your very happiness
No, not because of jealousy...
A swipe of the blade.
Everthing goes away...
Insomnia, is what I used to have
and tears, accompanied with yearning, welling up...
Late at night, extinguishing memories
blazing within my feverish destruction...
I know the fault does not
lie within my hands...
Don't ask me to paint
a rainbow in your night...
In my childhood, Lotus grew up 'midst my
throat fast that even the Spring of our...
Lonely is a place that I visit
When depression is a sunny day...
The shear arrogance of
copy and paste shall...