The book describes the mother sky
The existence of this world
What is the difference between day and night
Grey and black change
Mom and dad you leave that day
My tears are not see
Perhaps only in the dream.
Was clearly seen in the face
I tried to open my eyes but not to the end
How to acid rain of love
The poet is no longer up to heaven
The world isn't the petals fall poem
Smog lies
Desire into a nightmare
City sculpture expect to see someone who never comes to you
The old pictures of blue sky seems to smell the sweet
The world is a paradise
I use the brush copy once Windy Season
But not drawn out tomorrow
The book describes the mother sky
The existence of this world
What is the difference between day and night
Grey and black change
Mom and dad you leave that day
My tears are not see
Perhaps only in the dream.
Was clearly seen in the face
I tried to open my eyes but not to the end
How to acid rain of love
The poet is no longer up to heaven
The world isn't the petals fall poem
Smog lies
Desire into a nightmare
City sculpture expect to see someone who never comes to you
The old pictures of blue sky seems to smell the sweet
The world is a paradise
I use the brush copy once Windy Season
But not drawn out tomorrow
How to acid rain of love
The poet is no longer up to heaven
The world isn't the petals fall poem
Smog lies
Desire into a nightmare
City sculpture expect to see someone who never comes to you
The old pictures of blue sky seems to smell the sweet
The world is a paradise
I use the brush copy once Windy Season
But not drawn out tomorrow