you can't pay compensation to the past
receivables remains always to tomorrow
unil our win today live

at the end of the account stays in the middle

I doesn't want a reward
the height of the mountains are seen with the naked eye

there is one thing for sure
however,old wine is quality

on stormy days
you search for a nook
on rainy days
an umbrella

me on bad days
you remembering

I must rejoice
if I  was never in your mind
what will I do

drop the screws loose
they are going to be our catasrophic

a question
meaningless
do the birds fly
wingless

sometimes we travels
aimless
we're back to the beginning
inconsistent

water is flowing
restless

big bang
and later
big silence

wolfs traces
danger big
live like this

cliff edge
dizzying
walk sometimes

pale colors
the painter's choice
onknown cause

nail tip
enters into
necessary of duty

it should be so

this is problem
who should be
smoothly
in our life

what is the key for you and for a door
we'll break down the doors when without the key for open
the important key for both

hide your tears
is it very important
the poison in your blood
must drain

exaggerate fears
is it too bad
feel safe
is it always possible

look at the picture
is it charmed
examine very
does it change the result

strict rules
in life
we can not change

bitter truths
in front of us
we can't get used to it

tough questions
our inside
we can't answer

on summit wind
in deep pressure
        waits
the floor is sometimes  cheated
make worse badly
        pits
as much as one word
tells sentences
       us

Cities like people too
abandoned
doors like emotion too
half-opened
cold like the sun too
burned
stories like tale too
unrealized

I passed through  roads  I didn't know
quietly
I went to the seas
secretly
I wake up in difficult sleep
reluctantly
I have heard terrible questions
erratically
I listened to some songs
carelessly

why do I tell them now
untimely

a bird flying
a bird flying
a bird flying

very late

looking at the sculpture
why is  unknown
two crows hungry

feel the hope
in every day
the quest doesn't ends
in this universe

a chirp
if you hear in your heart
love doesn't know a language
driven by emotions
the relationship doesn't like other ways

a question
from yesterday
so it is not worth thinking about
nobody doesn't knows why
everything are fades a day
it doesn't matter for the anything

cloud shadows
not permanent
like loved ones

no striving captain
you can't save me
my soul is very old sunken
you leave the ***** of the sea my tired body
no one not calling me

crocodile tears
hunt end
depends what

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bought an picture
'Past Tracks'name
maybe wrong
his past has no

he took it a past for own

now a man buries
a heart into black night
participating in the ceremony less
everyone is waiting for invite
unusual,however there will be

we are in different time zones

what was remaining today
yesterday's old clothes
no wearing tomorrow

I passed bridges
why are you asking
the road was hard

returness were
never understood
does human lives away from love

however,we listened to fairy tales
love legend
it echanted spirits

but the facts in different colors

I will remember you white butterfly
a short life
every flower you knowed
the only truth was love for you

everyone will be good at you

we are in the end of the trail
the Sun was taken to the final frontier
very few are aware of it
hands are on guard
it is not certain yet our decision
someone pushing from behind
successive sorting questions
grins in front of pains
maybe changes facts
awake up from a sleep

we are the road we are passenger
we understand

a taste you never knew
different before
then get used to it
it becomes ordinary
the value is reduces
when it is oldest

a chameleon changed color
the danger is as great as
the day was clear

the final step identified
harmony saved the lives of

you are looking for a true trail
it is on the road of God only
you are afraid of the dark
light on  road of God

you are in a lot of pain
happiness on road of God

leaf rustling
hear the night
in another world

each
notch
meets
pain
shows
the
strength
of
the
resistance
when
finished
notch
freedom
income
dead
or
alive

I know in stormy waters fishes
they were forced to swim

it was the wish of shipwrecked sailors only
setting foot on land

I saw ships that are about to go under
it was very painful the last struggles

there were empty networks,attracting fishermen
they were living in despair

ıt was a lot of sea stories
you read,I live

stroking the gentle waves off the coast of
the happiness I feel
seagulls in pursuit of fish
I see the fear
a boat is connected to the dock quietly
I understand to love
the sun is sinking slowly
I am thinking of going

reverse frame
what is changing
for who

leave,let alone reverse
untill to edit everything

what concers me is not the day
excited to be a moment in the day

when the seas are rising
you are looking for a mountain
when the hurricane comes
you are going to regret it

a voice echoes
on your mountains
my desolate ends
with horrible nightmares

a door opens
to your secret room
I am creeped out
I can't look at to view

must have stamp
on your letter
and after the fall
passing into anyone's hands

we thought very differently on a page
unfortunately the effect was small
bright neon lights
just tired eyes

someone knew it
others were having fun probably

passed went
yesterday my friend
no tomorrow
when you suspect
if the  moment is frozen
in your heart

inside real life

toyshop  dense
everyone is looking for
your own toy

it leaf a mark
the years from couldn't erase

no playing now

play end

day half
we left behind
the memory book was written

the remaining half
secret box
uncertain what will happen

what is our  target
stays every step up to
our traces on earth

ringer sometimes plays long
at the nerve ends
perhaps there are things that will not happen
behind the locked doors

hard climb
need to leave
but ambition does not let
even though the cost is high

steep cliffs
like a magnet
calls crazies
some stories
ends at the bottom of the cliff

ambition,even life passes in front of

the last horse is gone
my heart is empty town
the wind blows through the grass
a rebellious exclaims now
angry in the desert streets

he tired will fall

crazy

water
flows to you
if  I was trash
drifting
when an obstacle
you pick me

a prediction
voices in the forest
real guides

can you draw a laugh
in most real form
sound only need
dumb pictures do not tell

Each eartquake is staggering
Traces of the misty past
Delirious now waves
Once the boats and lovers
happy moments didn't missed

now missing years

only in spilled rivers to my heart
I carry your gravel stones
you takes at your hands

my gift for you

my waters washes your feet
you enjoys
I would be happy

my gift for you

you would not come
when winter came
I said bitter songs

my gift for you