No words in my mind
I was so fearful
Tomorrow is a day
Which I can't face
The time is running away
I just want somewhere to stay
Where I'm brain-washed
But this is just my imagination
The other ngày I have to face those words
& someday later I'll call those words the Mất tích words.
Her eyes sparkled like a precious stone
Her tim, trái tim was much golden than her hair
her charming hair flew in the air
.......But I knew she had an aimless life
Every part of her body was filled with an innocent tear
But I made her comfy and told her dear,
nobody is useless.
As she heard this,
every part of her body went fearless.
In a hand I saw a pearl...
& that hand was of the blonde girl.
