finezi的部落格

I spend seven years or more traversed a long horizontal creak in the face of the life slope.
Only moved by indistinct temperature that pushed me chasing a glimmer of unrealistcal hope.

(Though deep in myself I know, there is no rescue. )
(Still, I moved.)

Cruise in the middle of silence ocean, I finally break myself into thousand of pieces,
And left them under the sprakle star light...
There is no way that I can escape from the curse.
I shall died alone.
Without anything that anyone can bereaved.