I thought that there could be,
Many other opportunities.
And I left myself
In the hands of those beauties.
I guess it was a bad mistake.
Cause I can,
Never again
Pick myself up.
Drop by drop the rain fell.
Like my never ending tear drops.
Day by day the spring woke.
Like the butterflies in my heart.
I cannot control myself anymore.
So I fell,
Into that atmosphere.
Oh, I tried, didn't I?
To stay where you are.
But the crazy spring,
Caught me from my wing.
I tried
To hold
Something still,
But your arms were not here!
And then I found,
The wind on my way.
I jumped on him,
And I blew away!

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