Living a death daily,
becomes a normal chore. It was an intense...

Not giving or taking.
I will share you...

Behind your face
was cleaver...

Sometimes I will not
tell you. You had shown me light...

The name. You were my
flesh, my bones. Forgive...

He did not want to climb the spiral helix,
a son will be born without him...

The craft of
creating darkness in...

How much I know me,
I will ask you one day...

Moon was playing
with a skylark. I give...

A ghost truth
levels down...

In search of a missing clock
he went to the city of a fake encounter...

Truthless,
I was searching the self...