That on the night
I want to tell you something
about the "taste"
Will you spread your ears
Hear ..
The roar of my chest whose voice was like a ruin
Try you peep
There was a puddle of tears that kept flowing
On a piece of homesick then spilled on the table
There is a sense that flows dissolves on unrest
Especially when I look at you stars
flirting with the moon
Rattling the sound of my heart broken
Crap by a wad disappointed
You know why?
For longing passionate
A pseudonym.
