Are you strange like me, are you insane? Are you the wildfire, that loves pouring rain...
I am the philosophy before any philosopher.
My mood depends on the girl whom I love, but she is like a wildest hurricane, drifting shore to shore.
What if you're the angel I sought and me the ghost you loved, and we both knew, we belong to different place.
Not everyone man is a lover, not every love is the love.
The idea of one's normality is delusional fact of the reality.
How it feels like to be normal
Future will forgive us but are you ready to forgive your past?
The hour is only love thus, if you've waited.
Just the thought of you and all the universe conspires against me.
The hour is only long thus, if you've waited.
Madness is freedom and some may only perceive its Insanity.
How much is real and for how long..
The coffee is not strong enough to keep me awake.
But you can not buy what doesn't belong to you.
We danced with the devil with demons in our heart.
Colourful lips are pretty, child but they also speak colourful lies.
Everybody wants love but not everyone wants to love.
But perhaps she has given me the strength and the madness to write about the things that I once desired so long to put against the world.
You're not just getting old, you're getting closer to your death; and you don't want to miss anything.
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