Like a withered pairs of flower,
I am the single one slowly fading.
Looking for the red weather
'cause i don't wanna see myself crying,
begging someone pour me some water.
Here I am drinking my teardrops,
couldn't grasp a rain drops.
Gasping some vapors
'cause I don't wanna be thirsts.
Soon i'll be dried
where i don't need to be died
because i'm too tired
watering my veins inside.
©shua
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