An Invisible Ink
It's almost 4 am
The roar of the morning dew
My eyes are still closed
Reluctant to opened
Some people choose a black way
Some people else choose a white way
I have forgot everything which is not important
Both of me and you is just a memory
Maybe I don't need them again
To staying in my brain
I am not a dreamer
I am just wishing all day long
I am not a piooner
I just write what I think in this atmosphere
Maybe you can not see it
Maybe you can not feel it
Actually, it's my secret
Only me who can see it
My verses are flying in the air
Simply, it's not important for you
But you know that...
It's a lesson for me to branding a new day
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