Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

Hurt floods my soul.

Like bees we often mean well when we share honey with someone. That person may end up pulling us down causing us to drown in our own kindness. Still we continue to take these risks.

The union

Of two souls

Longing to be together.

Yuui and Feng meet.
How will their encounter go?

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Memories of love.. .and how they end…

Faith can help you overcome anything.

Life is futile. The trivial things that we run behind prove worthless at the end. This story depicts that no matter how hard we make an effort to be alive, no matter how prosperous or poor we are, we are destined to fare in a similar manner when in comes to death. Because, death is impartial, death is unpredictable. A story about a village fair that gets flooded and everyone drowns.

I am worried you might leave me.