a mountain with a full of stories,
a boy once lived with a full of laughter
he used to do that
but not anymore.

a strawberry once picked
from a beautiful young boy,
but the sun was too hot,
and the clouds faded,
so there he was sitting
with a strawberry on his hand
and he flew with tears
and went to another land.

As the thunder strikes,
the world shakes
my blood boils
and the moon falls.
As the lightning strikes,
my bed shakes
my heart stops
and my mind have lost.
As the thunder strikes,
my tears fall
my words are gone
my eyes are closed
and my love has been tossed.
As the lightning strikes,
I blame me
I blame you
and I blame the universe
can I reverse?
can I reverse?
back to when I was standing
back to when I was smiling
and back to when I was breathing.
As the thunder strikes,
my mouth is shut
my lips are sealed
and my fingers are filled with blood.
And at last, as the memory strikes,
everything changes
from black to red
from red to blue
and it's all because of you.

Rare yet beautiful
Sharp but lovely
Strong yet weak
Dark yet sweet

If I were you I'd run
If I were you I'd hide
If I were you I'd jump
If I were you I'd climb to the atmosphere
Disappear within the dust
Sets with the sun

But this is who I am
Hidden in the jungle
Hidden under the sun
Very precious

Everyone is searching
Everyone is coming
Everyone is seeing
But never dare to touch me.

Pointy brushes for a perfect "well done"
Flashes in my eyes,every night
Stand still and kiss her face
Just for a picture to put in a frame

Put us on the wall
Let everybody walk by
Let everybody see
Paint us pink and blue
Just for everyone to buy

Like Mona Lisa
And Van Gogh,
The same thing,just a painting on a wall
And everybody love it.
But my love ain't a piece of art
My love is just pure for a private heart.

keep your head above the water
but don't let the waves overpower.

singing in the back
relaxing on the sofa
sleeping in each others arm
running from the world,
but I have to let you go
I have to be strong
but I'll be crying when you're gone.

While I was away,
Girls have been touching their hair with love
And girls were in love with their body like lust

While I was away,
Water have been so clear it made me teared
And ice met with eyes like a deer with a carrot

While I was away,
Diamonds are still in beauty like she's in love with a beast
And golds are like a moon shining bright when the night covers the earth

But when I am here,
The time is ticking backwards and words are read in reverse;
All I see are pain and misery people
And black rainbow isn't just a metaphor anymore.

Our eyes met
when he was wearing red
and this cheeks went fire burning that it's colour is red.

I'm holding in my scream
when you hit me right there;
it makes my mind collapses into pieces
but you'll pick it right back up
when you told me to call your name out loud.

Nothing's gonna stop my day
Not even you and not even him
Nothing's gonna stop my day
I will let let you take my bae
'Cause nothing's gonna stop my day
Not even **** and not even hate
Nothing's gonna stop my day.

She's smoking a cigar that is barely able to burn,
She's tasting the bitter pain of the dark yet a glimpse of sweet in a short and dangerous cigar with a hope that the tables are gonna turn in a second.

She coughed a dark raspy voice with a scent of alcohol in her mouth that he kissed with love and lust,but the leaves fall and so do her,and so do him.

She thought the devil was an angel
dressed in a daydream with a fairytale wedding and a fairytale ending; while she was gone
and and while she was still strong,
a storm with a raging thunder and a raging anger in him started to grow like a tree at the park beneath his feet; a tree that no one expected,a tree that no one felt and a tree that no one can feel.

He then began to cry with his hands in the stars,
starting to realize that what he did all this long was so wrong.He's sorry for any words and times that he never said and never there; he's sorry for not facing the consequences,and he's very sorry for thinking that she and him will end in a happy ending, will end with a 'happy ever after' like all the stories did,like all the people did.

She was confused,she was in a loose,she was in her bed and very scared.She was holding a dead bouquet of flowers from last week; a bouquet that had 99 roses that meant the days of their relationship and the days before he really decided to jump into his illusion and breathed into the final second before he took the razor and jumped into conclusion.

Now she understood,now she realized and now she knows that if they never met,if they never loved,if they never danced and if they never took a glance, things would've been better and he'll write her letters but that would be a knife-point to him because all he wanted was a guy, all he wanted was to be with his lovely bright sunshine.

Now it has been a year,it has been the darkest hours to her and it has been the saddest while everyone is living in a great and a wonderful lovely world while the sorrow and the arrow from the bow keeps stabbing her and and she always wish that her lucky stars will always be there and will always stand there with open arms that will always take care.