She read my soul
cupping it with her arms...

I know she will do it,
anytime from now, not sure when...

I stood there and watched them mourn their loved...
the remorse was pure and perfect art captured...

In the quietness,
I could hear my peace of mind screaming words...

We will all die,
everyone that we have looked at...

There was something about you,
that kept me thinking much...

While we are busy thinking.
Thinking of how miserable life is...

You have become a disgrace
The society values you no more...

There is a tree,
which stands alone on top of a mountain...

It's madness,
to hate all roses because you got scratched by...

Words fall from the clouds.
They fall for the sake of falling...

Unique each night,
The heart in the head with no neck...