茅屋。

心淌血

是一个长刺的长春藤

把你刮得伤痕累累

再来往 与我们之间

正当我在闻着我的郁金香

藏在身后 想送你

然后想告诉你

我想为你做的什么

是那么多

可你

心淌血

是一个长刺的长春藤

把你刮得伤痕累累

再来往 与我们之间

亲爱的

勿走远

我亲爱的

Chirps.

春夏秋冬奏でて　明日を行く旅積み重ねて
気付けばあなたと　夢の果てまで

Subconsciousness lead me to daybreak,

awaken by your subtle fragrance,

embraced in your guard it seems,

I snuggled in a sense of secure.

There is so much that I can give.

So much that you deserve, I figured.

Which is why,

that lead me to the lip-sync

I attempt to reach you

under the sun

in the gentle morn.

刺痛。

刺痛 是逃离不了

我在

忽略漩涡的 晃动

只是一直挂着

是阵阵的 自我麻醉

于那 千支小针微微的刺痛

虽微

却迟迟不离

痕迹

老师的脸上

增了许多 岁月的痕迹

种种的 经历

那么潇洒 你

我看见

你给与我们的恩

深藏在心里

（虽然我们交叉点 不频）

Collage.

Pictures to be seen

all revolving

patches your beauty

patches my understanding of the blossoming bulb

how I am to distance myself

how a head lift was caused from the action

how you attempt to draw us close

how I want to reach to your hand

how you welcome me with warmth

how you make me feel that way

that we could be one

You are so beautiful

Socrates.

That night,

this word, Socrates.

I remember how I see you shine,

so far, yet so bright.

Charmed, smitten,

might just seem not be enough,

sometimes-

things are just beyond emotions.

Draw me with your gravity,

you did.

And now, I am going to create and define

my own Law of Gravity.

Stage Play.

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stood up from up from the chair and blurted 'cuckoo'

and there she sits down

very straight, on the wooden chair

how still she has to be

without even moving a facial muscle

and she sits for another

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deep down she smiles

conscious,

and unconsciously

She whispered

I heard

On the Pants.

When I have a twirl

that uproars my mind

and my body

and that frequencies did not get to meet

as points did not cross

when one is trying to keep parallel like the other

at the same angle

the same direction

the same speed

She cannot resolve.

But when I see you

it is as if I see myself

and then I realized

that I only should run to you

to resolve you

for you

are my only one.