Death Smell
Sometimes i feel like
Walking back from where I started
Rejoin life that was disconnected at once
Nothing seems to go away forever
Butleaving a scratch marks
In my weak sight,
I can see blurred sky
Birds with no wings, no color
I just can't see anymore lights of sparkle in the dark
I look for stars holding my wishes
Perhaps i could find them!
Today, I am nearly to my end
Smelling invisible death
I can't walk back neither can proceed to upward
Isn't it bizarre to feel colorblind with those beautiful eyes?
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