The day that I'll reach the end of the way With my strength spent and devoid of words I wish for a sunset burning in the sky Like in a dream I dreamt once upon a time. My face that tears traced as I roamed the land I will rest carefully on my parchment-like hand... Continue Reading →
but what does death matter if by the time my time ends the face of the world will have become a little bit like my face?
life a plot of eternity leased from infinity term of lease shall be fixed by the lessor the contract may be renewed only by your successor
against all logic and gravity I stole some happy times from eternity alas, they passed! short-lived was my glee because eternity stole them back from me now I'm trying in vain to snatch them back again