Crumbs. Small fallen joys. Here and there in life. They bring chaos/disorder. Sweet numbing. Opposed rules. Adrift. They lose their lines. A lauph fades them. Easy

No command.You ask the reasons. Give them your step . Cut off from you. Apathetic. Foreign. Panic. Freely. Cuts breaths. Hides light. Ages thoughts. Sink plans. Before they become reality. In the heats favor. You lose yourself. Hidden. Shroud sorrow. Shrinking. False sky. Terrorist. Destiny meteor. Obscured trace. Line in the snow.

Stormy days bordered despair. As an evil tale. Drains the breaths. Awkward switch. The day receives from the night. Hanging in the Ferris wheel dipping slowly into the ground. In a moment we will look everything from above. A privilege that you lose in the cathode. Until you stop recognizing when you're up or down. It's that moment when the sounds stop reaching your ears. The vibration. It becomes color caress prayer. It is the beat of your heart.
Damaged summer. Replica. Sweet memory. It smelled watermelon. It’s sweetness was spread. The season is quencher. The hours were filled with “want”. We spent them lavishly.

Line on her. Spots. The gardens. The squares. Emphasizes the shadows. Bathed in the light with her. Shares happiness/joy. Loyal soldiers your eyes. They hide beauty. War games. For mortals.
Only the colors change. Together with time. He does not care. He leaves one before for one after.
You lived. You remember. Insurgent memory. Against the summers. The winters. Locked. One season the whole year. Her's