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Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
A sudden rain flux A faintly calling whisper To turn off eyelids Yet I cannot shake my dream For just another hour
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
The spotlight glares down Bright, bright, sight, sight My cloak swiftly surrounds White, White, Swish, Swish, The fabric shell billows but stays
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
