Freedom is the pinnacle that I can't reach even with my wings
Curse is my monologue after the fog, sad and pitiful
Love is support and the shackles that imprison me
Behind that light is the sun that redeemed me
Or is it a trap to lure me?
Elementary school students write a lot of privately designed OOC to blame me for lightly spraying
dk enlightenment x poisonous tongue and sensitive rin
Intention: love
