amy(eimi) KEYTALK

A pointed branch slowly touches my arm .
My dry eyes see an early evening .
I stood up , and my view was distorted again .
I opened a heavy door .

The dirty letter is flying beyond the sky .
Impure blood runs around my body

Run ! Dont look anywhere .
Youve thrown away your white shoes .
I feel cold somewhat ,
Reach your arm , toward a bit beyond !
And I feel cold somewhat .

Run ! Dont look . anywhere .
Youve thrown away your white shoes .
I feel cold somewhat ,
Reach your arm , toward a bit beyond !
Maybe your face looks tired .

A pointed branch slowly touches my arm.
My dry eyes see an early evening.
I stood up, and my view was distorted again.
I opened a heavy door.

The dirty letter is flying beyond the sky.
Impure blood runs around my body

Run！ Don't look anywhere.
You've thrown away your white shoes.
I feel cold somewhat,
Reach your arm, toward a bit beyond！
And I feel cold somewhat.

Run！ Don't look. anywhere.
You've thrown away your white shoes.
I feel cold somewhat,
Reach your arm, toward a bit beyond！
Maybe your face looks tired.