I woke up between the drunk, try to find the silhouette I have lost.
The moonlight slightly follows me, just like it wants to upraid with me, to nag at me.
What could stop me from finding you?
Even when I have to pull out leaves to find the worms
Try to touch some pieces of your soul far away in every corner.
Used to be fresh, now shallowing in bloody
Just a few deaths, enough for me to bother?
Stay silent, waiting miserably
This life is no longer worthy
Sold it to monsters, fall into a horror,
A luxurious trap with pale warmth so far.
Xie Bian, is there any time you miss me so bad?
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Author:  I wrote this story in the middle of the night. Stay up so late, after I finish my Math homework....
When inspirations come we must write it out loud....
My writings have turned bad for a while, so I don't have any hope that there will be a lot of supporters for this - This is published for myself more.
Night is too late now, time to go to bed.