It's me, isn't you
that room is empty,
empty space,
the chicken feathers might isn't be able to move anywhere
and me, foolishly....
flying aimlessly just to find the loose room,
only to realized,
I'm the reason of all.
... : I'm sorry, to make you disappointed. I'm sorry. If I can, I will kill my self just for reply all of my mistakes that I did to you. I'm sorry, I love you.
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