I'll sound like a string of the broken guitar
For him
To understand the melody of my soul
For him
To perceive the glittering hope of my eyes
For him
To enjoy my destined fortune.
I'll shine like a meadow on the flowers at 4.34 am
For him
To peruse the serenity of my morning story
For him
To visualize my ephemeral performance
For him
To taste the last drop of sweetness yet to miss the first.
I'll dance like a moon in the still of the night
For him
To be charmed with the shadow of the sun
For him
To memorize the map of the starred sky
For him
To forget me with the dawn of the day.
I'll sound like a string of the broken guitar
To perish in the eternity
For him.
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