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精神世界の行き止まりに行き着いても、温かさに交わることなく何も変わらない現状を抱えて。降り注ぐ雨が痛いほどにこの心を満たして、絡まる糸のように私を締め付ける。「散れ…」振りほどく程に傷跡は痛みを増して。月が痛いほど美しく、刃の様にこの心を貫く…
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- Posted at 24 Sep 2010 at 01:48
I found myself at a dead end of the corridor of the spiritual world. Everything is as it was, without the warmth of human. Pouring rain seems to fill up my heart, but it binds me like threads. "Get off me!", the more I break the binding thread, the more the wounds increase the pain. The painfully beautiful moonlight pierces me to the heart.
