The Wailing Of Broken Hearts

The Branch Might Seem Like The Fruit's Origin: In Fact, The Branch Exist Because Of The Fruit.

Be Silent. That Heart Speaks Without Tongue Or Lips.

No One Can Tell If I’m Laughing Or Weeping. I Wonder Myself.

You Have Been A Prisoner Of A Little Pond I Am The Ocean And Its Turbulent Flood Come Merge With Me Leave This World Of Ignorance

Try Something Different. Surrender.