The Very Center Of Your Heart Is

In Fact, I Am Aware Of The Fake Entities In My Life. I Know That I Can Clear Them If I Wanted To In A Moment. But All This Hollowness Needs My Sincerity.

Daylight, Full Of Small Dancing Particles. Can You See Them When I Whisper In Your Ear?

All My Feelings Have The Color You Desire To Paint.

Sometimes The Shadow Stays Next To The Light. Sometimes It Disappears Into The Light

Since I Was Cut From The Reedbed I Have Made This Crying Sound. Anyone Separated From Someone He Loves Understands What I Say. Anyone Pulled From A Source Longs To Go Back.