A Desire For Suicide
"I gave a flower to you that is more important than anything"
I believed that there would still be some time left
But after all, when I'm hurting, my meaning and reason
Drift about, gazing at the clouds, it's alright if you run away
This voice that I look back on is a momento of love, like a bud
Only one season can come along to
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