voluntarily
Painted, pouring down rain
The umbrella without arms
Just raw power saturation
The lips sweet kindness
Suddenly, I take shelter.
Decorations that
Nothing can not beauty
lowly roof of hatred
Still in the power of the iris
Ruins scattered clouds
Even the color of electrodes
His lips light and 0's.
This
souvenirs
Will add to new shade
How lip and sweat too much
Never was a bleeding wound.
long
Despite a drop of rain
All future broken and crushed
(Remember him ...)
Partners are only a small pillow
