Afraid of closer empty rooms

And parting with it also in euphoria

The danger is to feel too soon

The taste of anger, imagine it fools you

Afraid of darker empty shells

Constant sentences don't lose you

A part of yourself in entrance

A part of yourself but hidden

Parts of time in segments don't go together

But I remember a full motion

Parts of lives in segments don't go together

But I remember the purpose of all, now...