Then the Night will come and if you don't take care of yourself, your feeling precious heart will turn into a gloomy darkness and bark! Your tense drumming on a pounding petal will not caress you for a living Angel's mouth, boiled into faithful kisses, and the mischievous touch of swan hands will not caress the labyrinth, complex yarn of your veins dancing with rope dancing! "The bloodthirsty Sun, proud and proud, runs above you like a hungry vampire, and people who promise roast pigeons a gift of pride when they fall ready to flee in the test of Honesty and lurk like shifty!" You should finally trust Someone, even if they are abusing the secrets of your acquaintance - even then!
 
You can know the Truth about yourself if you are justified, it is still by your side; reliable so hard! - In the useless, restless depths of human hearts, a murderous Silence spreads and lurks! "We cannot know Responsibility!" "Let the innocent scapegoats be punished for our sins." And his discarded existence was voluntarily offered as a column prey, it was destroyed for the benefit of others, and it became a recyclable flower ***! Like the dead before the ritual wash, the prisoners before the interrogation - you cannot sell selfish cones in your faithful heart! - You still have a stubble of flames loyal to you, a directional torch - as a new cellmate, you can't save the link compromise, because you have become a rogue, and you can be a bribe on your own, you can betray your vulnerability!
 
And who knows about himself that he has voluntarily lost by serving a higher and perhaps noble one - he feels: he cannot sink in vain