Just a shell of the rotten soul
Wander blindly driven by the wind
Sometimes struggle to fly
But the storm always in the way
Don't care anymore
Shell is forever a shell
Not a colorful petal
Blooming into a flower
And I'm cracking and fragile
Waiting to be broken again
Rain just make it bleeding
Sunshine just killing
Darkness may heal
Embraces me in
Questions i’m afraid to hear
13 hours ago
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