Now you leave our world
Your soul floats to paradise
Gone but never lost
Lo Ran...
sleep is a tear soaked cloth wiping traces of old love letters in a bureau that I shall never...
The headless horseman riding his trail...
He comes through the streets of the city...
...
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What do you mean it's not Sunday?
Where did Sunday go?
I closed my eyes for a few minutes...
I am not there
I am not here
I am gone
I am nowhere
I have left the planet...
Please come in and take a seat...
The curtain will open momentarily...
Refreshments will be...
I broke the piggy bank of my heart, I robbed the banks of love, I worked the fields of affection and I grew...
I wrote you a love letter you will never read...
I almost gave you my heart...
You broke it...
I drift aimlessly
Lost in the sea of despair
My Captain is gone
Lo Ran Zen
When all source is dead...
Intelligence of farmers that grow our food...
Intelligence of...
Sparrowsong?
Yes...
What are you doing with the stick, string and...
Duct tape?...
As the tears raced each other
I bawled my eyes out
As the grief wrapped me
In its...
It is so sad...
What is Sparrowsong?
So many animals that are no longer going to be a part...
In the interesting whispers I lie awake.
WAnting to scream for screaming sake.
Not willing...
Keep going even if it looks like its over
Pray to find luck
Cos no one seem to believe...
If I write down my thoughts...
A story of a sad heart would be spoken...
When you went away...
There is no absolute truth..
different people
different views
what's real