Such inverse efficacy:
Rocks grind...

Years are multiplying.
We celebrate our birthdays...

Don't stretch your arms
like the branches...

The loneliest alley was the alley
everyone passing through...

The audio of this...

Why
when we grow fangs...

The audience adored him...

I shall remain a mystery,
like everything else...

To the 'Like-Minded' Mobs
What you are...

Butterflies, butterflies
here and there...

How life and death are
clinging on to each other...

The bitter taste of pain
glossing us...