Tear
Tears...
Do you happen to hear dropping sound of them?
It seems bigger and heavy.
Dark
Darkness...
Pitched black is covering moon light to reach me...
So I am gazing silently at starless night.
Din, Din...
Din..., Din....
It’s 12 o’clock.
Time to stop Cinderella story
And try to sleep my skipping heartbeats for stupid reality.
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