Sigh

You seemed to be suspicious
of the conscience in human beings
like irony and vicious circle hug each other

If it's appearing from the start
dealing with the“past”

“No one is more special
as you who realized”
And it's totally a delusion
an empty encouragement

Still my love is like dust
rushing in your veins
and blown out with your sigh

We don't have time for wavering between oil and water paint
Everyone is sighing in hopelessness and dawning

Floating like balloons filled with lies and doubts
vanished like smoke
into a world that's full of love
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