I traverse this island nation,
And I've traveled over seas...
You never know what could happen.
As freak accidents happen often...
When the night comes, I hide
fears, sorrows, bad memories...
My eyes bare upward,
as though in prayer, longing, like the one thing...
The story continues, as sore as skin rubbed
dangerously red, it’s colour like fire from the...
Guardian Ang,
I became aware...
Cheeks of the devil’s own angel
smile like chubby rosy buns...
Early spring
Just before summer...
Mother why did u leave
To go and live in the sky...
Hidden under the books, surrounded by pens.
White-but he has a soul of gold in a sense...
I miss you as the sun rises and as it sets again.
I wonder if this heartache will ever begin to...
A cold November day,
Another leaf may decay...