Where does it go
this vine that climbs the air...

Would I be mourned after am gone?
The spirit that heightens my thinking purposefully...

I saw a lizard,
it crawled up the wall like spiderman...

Looking back,
attack...

For failing to realize the norms of my heart,
I will darken your soul...

A blooming flower,
with beautiful buds...

The words broke the silence of the sky
letting down rain to pour...

Deliverance of pure heart fills air with love,
the sounding joy is the scent of the love they...

Atmosphere as my witness,
I will always hold her tight...

Death is a certainty of once alive,
hate is the absence of goodwill...

An immeasurable sacrifice,
an abundant grace...

The embrace of a new day,
causes beliefs and disbeliefs...