BlazeAme: ...you're somewhere in the middle
BlazeAme: Forced stasis and two wonderful absurdities
BlazeAme: Hey you, soul in revolt
BlazeAme: Understanding and not understanding anything. Getting lost.
BlazeAme: Lines of shadow and soul
BlazeAme: But how do you - You can't do it
BlazeAme: One must delicately possess the light
BlazeAme: Yeah, I saw the crevices, the edges and the soft curves.
BlazeAme: So powerful, so lost, so mysterious
BlazeAme: I tried to taste your colors
BlazeAme: Breaking hearts tonight if they float
BlazeAme: In listening to the chipped pottery
BlazeAme: The secret chambers of substance
BlazeAme: I like those who can listen to the wind on the skin
BlazeAme: .... becomes light that there is no space
BlazeAme: Moving through shadowy spaces
BlazeAme: I am my eclipse
BlazeAme: It is necessary, at times, to hold back
BlazeAme: The beauty of straggling nights
BlazeAme: In the abyss of a fixed thought
BlazeAme: Because otherwise I would be restless
BlazeAme: Listen to the sound of life intertwining...
BlazeAme: Follow the slow beat, the instinct that is
BlazeAme: Past and broken glass
BlazeAme: The wrong part of me misses you
BlazeAme: Inhaling the ephemeral
BlazeAme: Workout: firm up the relationships and free the heart
BlazeAme: 6 a.m., looking for the sunrise elsewhere
BlazeAme: Attempts to feel golden in the sunset
BlazeAme: The line between wonder and obstinacy