You teach me to
cry for the lost future after...
Who had punished
the earth? Her head of moon...
A crowd of clones
was picking up sleeveless...
Sometime I want
to say to myself, why don't...
Like ghost particles
we came near each other...
Pebbles in hand, nudge
to start talking about the life that...
I dig your secret
life, under wraps of clouds...
A tragic turn.
Mid story bleeds. No one was...
Sometimes I look upon the sky
And see dark clouds forming high...
In small pieces
you come back to live...
In the Rocky Mountains way up high
I hear a sigh I hear a cry...
Do not, meditate.
Random words would take you...