Listen
Listen to the trees, listen to the flowers
Listen to the wind, listen to the stars too
Listen to the things your eyes won’t tell you.
RINO AIIGO
"street lamps are broken back the way I came. Who broke the moonlight, watch it wax and wane?"
Ouroboros Ophis
At the end is where I begin
singing a song of recreation and death
while the flowers wither under the veiled moon
at dawn another budding shall bloom
3 weeks ago - 
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Troubled, troubled
troubled, troubled
let me light a cigarette
the smoke smells like a leader
and now troubles follow
manifestation
thoughts can be healthy or unhealthy
the bad ones are like parasites
they manifests and feeds on the host
until the host’s brain self-destruct
another late night accompanied by coffee. in the bitterness, i find myself.
helplessly hoping
my love, you closed your eyes
and I became a thought
when you open your eyes
I will evaporate.
through each beloved strokes, layer after layer
the endless aching passion inside me greets me and sets me free..
Emotions III
Maybe someone can give me a purple bear as a gift?
Personal
Emotions II
Emotions
