Softness, from the once ruined heart
Softness, out of the fact see through
Softness, the rare diamond cumulative from the scar
Softness, combination with melancholy, looming over with shadow of the past, always lurking without your willings
It is never the subjective chosen, it is a in and out swamp to be with
Melancholy, an aftertaste of sth
Melancholy, the desire without qualification
Melancholy, veiled without trace, cheap
hats, but you know it ignited by the unnoticeable puff of smoke
Melancholy, leave it off with your force
It is doomed to go through, so away as same as it was poisonous
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