May was too smart

In fact, I was breaking did not deserve?
Fifty miles away
To hear the sweet sound
Tan fights seconds
Less than a minute and the number of light-years away
Than my irregular heart rhythms
Mother's breathing to be more careful.
What
Made me hide
I know cruel
All I want to feel the pain.
The stars and wounded operator
I had not any alternative
Aurora sync
West farms flowers bloom, I really did not know.
A shattered glass

• To save blue cigarette a roll
  Paints a painting
  To borrow the oxygen
  Tate got my love story.
  Blank pages of a life
  successfully passing
  All that was able to walk
  May without regret very satisfied.
  author: @maylay686750
  photo:cedit google images