The Back of Her Wings Fall
Colors swept away by storms
Destroying its beautiful forms
Just like a feeling of two spirit
The back of her wings fall
Falling further down into a well
Never knew when will they ever meet again
The sound of splash from her eyes to his hand
Building a river of misery
With sorrow and grief
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