Rush of Love
Feel like
My heart is tired
Panting in the race of beating
Always standing
Wanting to lay down
Relaxing
On that bed
Right behind its shoulders
Made of 《I LOVE YOU》.
But can't even try
Sitting on it.
Rationality's hatpins
Suddenly appear
Making it bleed.
Fearful my Heart
Don't worry
One day you'll rest in peace.
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