A Tear Song
A Tear Song
Still drove with the time train
Every now and then peek from my soul car
Seeing the lives that pass by
With sweating sweat
Wrinkles did not stop wrapping their spirit
Apparently, the sincerity is still dating in their depths
The smile that rattled tired, still beyond the smell of anything
My cry is still singing
Raising the stitching stitches in the heart of the heart
Their clarity paintings are still so attached
While there, the hands of the giants still ruthlessly rape them
While my frail hand, still helpless
Compassionate love,
In You I give tears
Please save their purity
From the ferocity of all giants
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what beauty of art