Angel's ladder

If my regret never disappear even if I talk it anyone.
There's no way expect that I hold it by myself through my life.
After all, forgetting was able to be done only by myself
and finally noticed it last Friday night,
reading the novel borrowed from the mama in a bar.

The snow fell in out of the season from the sky.
Our feelings had been coverd with sadness.
Angel's ladder was learnd from rift in the clouds,
But I'd had a grudge against me who was powerless,
locking even happy memories.

The cold of winter is gentle to lovers.
Our reserve was unnexessary for my walking close to you.
But we didn't do that then,
Though we're benumbed of our mind and our body to the cold,
in that winter night.

When you smile, I feel the world that gets cold like being warm.
When you laugh,
I feel the day that it's rain like being filled of light.
The lights from rift in the clouds forgive us to live and exist.
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