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If one day I disappear secretly, will you care?
Ever since my life starts,
I will always meet passers-by.
People of different backgrounds, personalities, mentality...etc.
Some stay by me through time while some stay in my memories.
Those who stay by me,
They will still slowly leave me in the end.
Nothing lasts, I thought.
What is eternality then?
A life of loneliness is what I have been leading; being used to it.
However, I know I conceal the warmth with a cold atmosphere.
I ever try to seek for warm hands to console my self-tortured soul.
However, I realize I feel even lonelier among those familiar eyes.
Being sunk in the depth of despair,
I still hope to seek for the light of hope.
Running to the end of the endless road in dark,
The night breeze that caresses me along will never console this soul of mine.
When will I able to find that light that warms my soul?
Thus...
If one day I really disappear secretly, will anyone even care?
Will anyone light up in the dark for me then?
By Kyoisthez
Ever since my life starts,
I will always meet passers-by.
People of different backgrounds, personalities, mentality...etc.
Some stay by me through time while some stay in my memories.
Those who stay by me,
They will still slowly leave me in the end.
Nothing lasts, I thought.
What is eternality then?
A life of loneliness is what I have been leading; being used to it.
However, I know I conceal the warmth with a cold atmosphere.
I ever try to seek for warm hands to console my self-tortured soul.
However, I realize I feel even lonelier among those familiar eyes.
Being sunk in the depth of despair,
I still hope to seek for the light of hope.
Running to the end of the endless road in dark,
The night breeze that caresses me along will never console this soul of mine.
When will I able to find that light that warms my soul?
Thus...
If one day I really disappear secretly, will anyone even care?
Will anyone light up in the dark for me then?
By Kyoisthez