I saved my love. Although the sounds of the cicadas are high, I am already cold and heavy I close my eyes to the sound coming from lips that don't even realize they are open A voice that seems to be crying and the aftereffects of words that continue emotionlessly
Your too frail smile is frighteningly beautiful Why do you smile? The sun sets for the sake of illuminating the moon.
Stay like that forever smiling Break your body against… read more