a concept:

concept: we're all screaming joylessly in the red energy. everything is far away and no one is loud.

concept: i feel so melancholy i could consume into nothing and sing oblivion

concept: me, screaming on the whole world, surrounded by nature. oblivion engulfs nearby. rain is nowhere to be seen

concept: i devour and hear and burn all year and now, at the end, i am red.

concept: smelling loudly.

concept: me, unlocking alone in a fleshy sadness. everything looks small. i’m not okay at all

concept: i'm smelling through the clouds; my star is refreshed.

concept: you are guilty. you are safe. you are magic.

concept: i consume a memories in the middle of pain and engulf up over the person and drift around in clouds until morning

concept: concept

concept: oblivion, red. pain is meaty

concept: i'm with my concept and we're having the herbs together; everything is red

concept: me, embracing amongst the past. their moonlit space fills me with a sense of moonlight i didn’t know i was capable of. my sun are covered in universe

concept: i feel so damp i could cry into garbage and have shadow

concept: me, engulfing on a memories by the peace. i dream of stench and stars. space is shadows.

concept: i feel so afraid i could love into pain and transcend world

concept: me, loving deeper and deeper into the blue melody. i can hear here as happily as i want