Sometime is utterly hard to see,
this is not the world, as we see...

Let me cry in this embrace—
if there is still an embrace left...

We've indisputably
put up a fight...

Life is hiding death
as much as death is the cause...

Days are sliding away in disdain,
let fall...

I stood up against unjust
-not how a sitting man stands...

In the oscillation of an accordion
we were gasping...

I know you all by now
must have seen how vulnerable I am...

The lines are clear though
you can't see for you've crossed the...

Hey little bird, hey little bird,
are you as hurt as my heart...

liberty is not a hymn or an anthem,
a slogan...

She cried for a little gingerbread
because its arm was missing...