"The trajectory of Life- I cannot measure.. What do we seek? Respect or treasure? Lost in the wilderness, I can smell the forest fire.. Asphyxiated I ..
"When I look at the isolated tuft of grass on the otherwise barren land.. From a distance, I can faintly hear Hope playing the band... "Solitude is ap..
"Why the hell do I cry for you mate... Is it because you I love or hate? Hatred is a such a amazingly weird feeling... That makes you even more appeal..
Amidst the surf, I walk upon the empty beach.. And there lies the undefined horizon beyond my reach.. I cannot help interrogating this imaginary line ..