I slept well,
Maybe someone made me sleep,
I could say only thing,
I rejected it without wanting.
I imprinted all of my memories,
All of my disturbed feelings
With the meteors fell down in my dream.
I saw Devil's hell,
Not with its hot but with its cold,
I found out with cold,
I lost my everything.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
I slept well,
Maybe someone made me sleep,
I could say only thing,
I rejected it without wanting.
I imprinted all of my memories,
All of my disturbed feelings
With the meteors fell down in my dream.
I saw Devil's hell,
Not with its hot but with its cold,
I found out with cold,
I lost my everything.
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