FOLLOWING PROPERTY

In silence the lonely sky

The orange biases paint your shadow

Shaking the soul to a real longing

Create a sense of being desirable

Orange tone at dusk

Slowly faded into gray

Together with tears

Which is slowly falling to decay

At the end of a sad twilight

I walked myself foggy orange

Want me to cry

Mourn the crazy longing

Now your weapon is no longer meaningful

The sky covered with your light biases

It is just a metaphor

That termed a breakup