I find the truth in his eyes,
turn into his heart,
something close and lock..
i know, "feels" still live in there,
so smooth and soft,
then i fall down to the heart,
then once again make me hurt.
it's never be good and gold,
but it's fragile and blow by wind from my window,
fly in the sky with mellow and glow.
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