to M.F.
Darkness never erases the light...

Exercise the justice
do not bastardize the justice...

Love is a line between two points.
Love is the force to erase that line...

Love me
just for this fleeting breath...

It is utterly futile
to argue with yourself...

The bouquet of flowers
I offered you...

The guardhouse of loneliness—
where the truth of oneself unfolds...

Left the cage ajar
to free her but she returned...

Why eat your mother,
when she has given you birth...

If I ask
the colour of your eyes...

Why do those with the smallest souls
take up the most space...

to Misty Flowers
Your birthday is when beauty is born...