While dashing over, br The cusps of my heart, br you forget, br the delicacy of rose petals, br i fear the silences of nights, br When I am driven insane in vanished dream, br When to forget the fiames of the wound? br I dont know the ends of pains, br but i know how it cuts, br and splits. br deep and bleeds, br in utters of brain stem, br with distal radiation, br hunting in reciprocal and random.