Lonely
Solely listening to the music
that touch to my senses.
The water drops to the ground
from the raindrops sky.
Searching some warm stuff
to embrace the shaking-self.
Slowly took a step ,the weak self.
turning down.
The roundtable sitting by the...
that touch to my senses.
The water drops to the ground
from the raindrops sky.
Searching some warm stuff
to embrace the shaking-self.
Slowly took a step ,the weak self.
turning down.
The roundtable sitting by the...