AHH! THAT AUTUMN
I ask every time from the autumn That time when spring comes out So, will my heart be a garden garden this time? What will come spring on my heart wither flowers? Or even this time i will be scattered? Like autumn leaves? Blood is not stopped by wounds till now You have left to leave me But my wound is still fresh I was not guilty But I still to bear the pain that's weird You are still keeping me deceived Perhaps your ego is happy Seeing me in pain It is true Despite your betrayal I can not hate you This is my pure love That I hide my wound from the world I wash my wounds to my tears Just a hope is alive That maybe ever You will put balm on my wounds
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