What I wrote before, take it out and let it shine in the sun.
It was originally written as a novel, but I didn't feel like the follow-up, so I gave it up~
Related to this, I also helped a friend write terrible lyrics. Even though I knew I was terrible, I still wrote a few sentences about narcissism——
Butterfly wings/Whose tears are they stained/Why do flowers wither/You are not here/You are no longer/The overpass is so windy that it feels like flying
The face I love/There is always one type/Crying mole and curled eyelashes/You don't wait/You are impatient/The promise is not as good as the truth is destroyed
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