It's dark, you left, and I fell asleep.
The night flowers by the lake have all turned into waste paper.
Kapok grows wildly at the bottom of the lake.
It's snowing, you're sleeping, and I'm leaving too.
Narcissus flourishes dimly among the skeletons.
The thorny heart burns beside the tearless lake.
I am the one you lost,
You stretch out your crazy hand,
longing for your mercy,
Until I lay quietly, humble and loved.
You are the one I lost,
I want desolate love,
mourned my grave,
shed tears from the corners of your eyes,
The sad face reflected in the midnight wind.
I draw a curve on your side with my index finger,
I sincerely hold your loneliness in my heart for you.
I am willing to walk on a silent road to hell,
I am willing to sacrifice my life on the top of a vast snow-capped mountain,
Destined for me, destined for you.
The cold grave, the cold heartbeat.
Still drifting in the cold, still dying alone in the cold.
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This is my first time writing aaaaa!