Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them

Is life meant to be? Is love meant to stick? Is death meant kill? What chapter do you call this? In this chapter, I have wept for…

What horror have the earthly natur… How amuse are the fetish majors or… Mostly are the fault of the epipha… painted walls of idiocy and tears… I will be cautious to fetch the ro…

Hunger for silence Voice cracked whistles blown Cattles lost Ego’s bruised

The sound-cloud with a silence act… White soft smoke with a bright Foamy art, The sound-cloud travels with light And circles in an area,

When you are wealthy: Many shall be your friends and Few shall be your fans and; All will be your death.

What do I see I see people talking about me I see them whispering and I think… I see them plotting I can hear my mothers warning in m…