It's the middle of the moon again.
The day's life is coming to an end, and all the sorrows and joys in the heart should also come to an end.
I watched the hour hand jump with wireless anticipation and was overwhelmed with trepidation.
Look
The alternation of reincarnation is about to happen.
For no reason, it breeds a faint melancholy
Another day has passed!
Before it's too late, embrace the sun
Can you make up for today's regrets tomorrow? answer
be vividly portrayed
I have also traveled to many places
That hesitation was filled with strange emotions
Is it joy?
No!
It's just a clamor from the body
Something is tearing at the flesh
Standing on the edge of pain, even blood
All permeated with a bone-chilling cold
It's time to stand up
Cowardice will only make the back of the back, be pressed lower
Wake up
Don't fool yourself in the woven dreams
After the sun goes down, it will rise
Failed once
What's so scary? Is
Just do it all over again
My body screamed, fighting the world
A city hidden under a black fog, whether
There is also its sadness
……
(Gradually, I thought of headlines as another circle of friends, sometimes joyful, sometimes sad.) Probably, this is life. ）