Dear me.


Want to live, but can't..
Want to speak ,but couldn't..
A place where there is no cry .
A place where I can cry.
The hearts are buried couldn't find them..
As if they are, the stars in the sky..
What if I could find my own ??
Which is in the constellation's soul !!?
Oh dear me,
Please stop consoling you..
The nearer I try to come,
the farther it goes..
The slower I begin, the speeder it goes.
The more I try, the more it resists..
Need a place, to hide and cry..
Oh dear me,
Please stop consoling you..

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