There is a purple blood clot in my heart.

Come on, put me in the bottle.

There are scars to decorate.

In this dark and humid world

I will wave the flag and shout for you.

I spent a spring.

After the fragile summer.

Wake up again, no longer tired.

be all tears

You acquiesced in my outstretched finger.

You are you.

stifle

The crack in my faded redemption scar

Embrace the messy dancing shadow in the closed cocoon.

The nails under the first quarter moon are as bright as rosewood.

Did the invisible thread pass through my back?

I can't move anymore.

Just to stay here.

Looking up at you

How many raindrops fall?

How many withered petals have been moistened

This process is repeated again and again.

I rain like a cloud.

My sweet spinning thread

Crawl on the ground like dancing in heaven

I carry a heavy load.

Worn the marks left by my chains.