Wanna swing your mood!

Feel a lifeless object unbodied me and say "Love is soul not body." A star of heaven, a cloud of fire and joy of eternity are not good enough to make "me" again waking or asleep death is an ultimate creep.

I let you believe there is no dark in dark without the moon sky is still lovely no black is there this may sound preposterous and if you're not in love with yourself it's impossible to be in love with my words.

Over a dozen solutions to a problem are not accidental but incidental. It seems that there is no problem in a problem.

I got really mad at nights when the moon takes charge on the sky can you guess, how? I enter in the safe zone of my thoughts and exit from the other door to make strong, a relationship between lunar cycle and my behavior. Adult me, no not at all! a nine years old child bangs there because sometimes my mood and sleeping pattern trace rise and fall of the earth's ocean.

In spite of surfeit of traveling excess exertion on brain, my eyes are still on surveillance to explore Something breathtaking. Meanwhile a dot on moon appears suddenly, and my far-reaching stare makes me doze off.

Your smile is my password to make me fuse for every log in and log out. Your chest is my armor to take rest after every shot given by you.

If you possess the ability to manipulate the things, then you would be assumed the best person in this world but the worst person in yourself.

Will you visit me tonight my biggest surprise I'm undone... wanna wear death a month later I'll residing in stars, back from the death I'll never drive life still gathering of our last year few screenshots and my hiccups will heap you ...When I'll stop breathing.

No more neurons are needed to illuminate my brain. No more dopamine is needed to cheer my heart. I need a poison named "you" to pour into my veins to feel life.