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。