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I wish to die trembling beautifully,
but you're in my way...
Though your sneering lip is unforgivable,
you take your disgust with you as you leave.
Where does the distorted sky surround the wind?
I cry while drawing my starless heart.
Even laughing at the empty tomorrows has become a habit,
till my dreams no longer bring you into them.
Where does the distorted sky surround the wind?
I cry while drawing my starless heart.
Please, I don't want to dream about sorrow.
I'm still living, searching, and grieving.
I'm still hoping, bleeding, and wandering.
Searching for someone to ease the agony.
Someone to help me feel again.
Trying not to let the hoplessness engulf me.
Someone to let me heal again.
I'm a lone light searching in this bright world.
I wished to become happy in the dark.
The birth of this fallen world is very beautiful.
A crack in the sky eliminates the wind, which fades away.
I cry while drawing my starless heart.
The hypocritical sky struggles with a falling feather.
If the hated rain stopped, everything would end.
But the far off rainbow sparkles.
Please, I don't want to dream about sorrow.