Metamorphosis

      
     In the throbbing cauldron of the Spirit, a restless heartbeat tickles over the silent petals! A heart attack dread can knock at any time if the victim can no longer keep their competitive weight! As a bribing agent on a parallel track; a crater would have been born from a crater depth, not a shipwreck break! Bottomless sadness consumes itself every day, and a long remorse drives suicide to those who may have remained vulnerable intentionally!
      
     The eternal-immortal superstitious whisper of the Universe flows down to the dreamy body of the dripping, spawned honey bronze-brown Muses! The healthy flow of open embers disputes is still increasingly lacking; conflict avoidance preferred! - We should go into deep flight, ignoring the obstacles that are renewed every day, and we should perceive all the boundaries around ourselves with listening ears! The heart is an innocent pocket cutter, and it is not possible to know exactly who you can fall in love with again; it is still difficult to get used to the fact that place fees exist and money already dominates everything! - They pretend to give each other dreamlike kisses gently!
      
     Whose detailed chubby face and every stigma-wound like ever gained in the battle of criticism seems to still show on him that he is gambling with his emotions, and his emotions are benevolent clowns! When the chalice of the heart-petals opens in the flaming bestowal and sings the ode of trust; we divide our own garden of Eden into billions so that we can remain harmless! - To be forever exposed to a foolish whim in the midst of solar flares! The joy of deception has become bitter for many times: the crumbling plates of dawn-cold eyes collide quickly when all resistance on the paths of the soul has ceased