A poem describing love and hate.

The bones are lingering with roses, and the Jedi are full of fantasies and step by step into eternal sleep.

It doesn't hurt to stay out of love and grieve for your words. The human heart stops in silence.

Asking what love is only makes people commit themselves to life and death.

Pain is always the best catalyst for growth. Without such a pain and a cruel man, she will never know how to let go and cherish, and will never become a person who understands the pain of others and is willing to tolerate their past. Only when you know what you don't want can you know not to do it to others. Only when you grow up overnight can you turn a cocoon into a butterfly.