So windy are the days when autumn comes
that even some leaves that once fell with...

darn
everyone wants the truth...

Through the window, a snowflake falling on the...
like a raindrop, shapely frozen, but melting on...

In dreams, I wandered lost
Like dogs without a home...

Everyday,
I usually walk in rhythm with my thoughts...

You how the clock ticks?
well, it ticks...

I thought my thoughts were clear
like rivers flowing with streams...

Do you see
this soft skin...

I lost the pen which had the ink with dreams
So I then searched for it within my hair...

Some people are selfish,
They want you to listen to them...

To fall asleep in the bed of your arms,
with your chest pillowing my dreams...

To awake one day and be
Like a corpse walking in empty streets...