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Holding an unfinished candy,
speechless to your love,
touching the last leaf that you picked,
trying to shake off your face.

Turning the speaker,
disobey your law,
that's hurt my cracking heart.

Questioning myself, why?

Memories make you so perfect,
like a blanket in the winter,
warming my icy heart,
turning me to a sweet candy.

For the reason,
my heart cracking,
nothing more but hate you,
try to vanish the path you walked,
giving myself a reason to lock your face.

Keep Questioning myself, Why?

A night without stars,
a heart with cracks,
tears reflect your Black side,
Erasing the color you painted.