Thursday, July 11, 2019

nightmare endroll

Sometimes I would close my eyes,
And I'd rewatch the dream of that day again.
When I open my eyes,
Your figure would still be there under my tears.
I saw you!
My love, my most beloved,
With your brows knitted together,
With your lips curled into a scowl,
With your eyes screaming in fury.
My love, my most beloved,
Such a pure wish I made under that star.
Such an innocent ego I poured into your cold body.
Such a gentle selfishness I tied you with.
My love, my most beloved,
Where are you now, after the dream has ended?
My soul and my heart are deep, deep inside that dream.
Still screaming,
I'm still looking for your warm forgiveness.
Please,
How could this be a nightmare when I could finally see you again

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