MistMorpheus

Reality of summer takes off

With waves of sweet denial

Splashing across the window pane

Should you leave, leave without a trace

Tread not upon the snowy lane

Select a fine bouquet of envy

And set it upon his hollow grave

Pretenders, aren't you?

Mistakenly falling for

truthful mistakes.

Cast upon you is remembrance

Of tormented innocence

Should you leave, leave without a trace

Guide yourself through his misguiding maze

Remind yourself by savoring the scent

Of ever-lasting pain

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翻旧物偶然找到的 三年前写的 意味不明的GGAD小诗（如果这能叫做诗的话。