upheaval

i want to relive my concrete childhood memories 

moulding myself simultaneously made me lose all my qualities

my heart does not need a shade of the canopy 

it just needs a downpour to wash up its agony

the sense of downfall isn't as obnoxious as being helpless

well a petrifying lifestyle can make you fill the paper's blankness

one of the deepest books are worthless to the lunatic ones 

 people just praise the flowers not the arborist even for once