help me get out of that burning flame without any scar.
but let all my scars be healed in that flame.
let me not hurt myself for leaving behind something so precious;
my blueberrry.

that broken soul i couldn't heal.
almost one third of a year
still couldn't do a thing
except breaking myself.

and all those love that didn't reach you
will be kept safe in that box full of bullets i love.