Be gone, mortal

2006/10/30

Be gone, mortal

Why are you crying, my sweet heart?
You're not allowed to cry, aren't you?
When the room of cure become the room of injury, where shall you be? Whom shall be talked to?
Nobody, you knew it, and you had no choice.
By no means you tried to escape, but where shall be the end?
Meaningless pains lead to no where.
Just as a small boat towards the waterfall without the ability of retreat.
Tears are meaningless, but things behind that would be tasty.
The flavor of passions and regrets is like a red hot chili.
Be gone, mortal emotions.
Be gone, mortal reactions.
Be gone, mortal thoughts.
What if the feelings of helplessness, anger, and disappointment are crowded at a time, what'll people do?
Be gone, and farewell.
Be gone, and farewell.
Be gone, farewell