May be you are gone,but that doesn’t make me come back

Live to revel in just another twilight. Life may sink and disappear along with the sunset never to rise again

Death is more meaningful than just being dead.

Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment

That’s not me.That’s my duality!

My body weeps to live
when you make me believe
that someday I will be dead
soul sleepless in graveyard's bed