Accepting
I’m on the different phase of the world, And I truly believe that I’ve made it home. I sense the breath inside me against the world, I’m truly abducted from outside in a place called home. I paint a true…
Stay Home
Don’t you move, neither a bit, It’s hot outside and it’ll hurt you bad. So dear are you to me, chirping and eating together, All life, all places, all eyes are you and me. Pile up the stairs with poison,…
Rest
Don’t you move, neither a bit, It’s hot outside and it’ll hurt you bad. So dear are you to me, chirping and eating together, All life, all places, all eyes are you and me. Pile up the stairs with…