i wanna bury in your eyes without chance to save myself
i live an ordinary life and sadness infused into everything
toothbrush in the bathroom, yellowing pages of books on the shelf
and even the morning coffee. time to ending
i remember feeling but my heart still to beat for some reason
just silent hysterics reminiscent that i'm alive
i became absent-minded and indifferent. may be it's such season
but i can not even cry
only very high sense may return me
alone
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