interest of death

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when the moon drowns black
conquering the forest in the middle of the night
Looking for a lover who is squeezed in stillness
a story that is no way out
began to pull me into the world of illusion

I realized lover would not be present in the morning day

Dew dew that drips in the leaves
Be an eye to see longing a man in the afternoon
Long night for a wish
Under the moonlight a lover is present with a bright light.

the fragrance of a lover comes into the dream
pulling me to the bottom of the earth
until one day the lover drowns me into the world after death


interest of death | Ecency