it's blur
never clear enough
just to stop pretending
nothing as cheap as this
it's nice
always too good to miss
but not exist
but not exist
in a shady heart
it's frozen
in a cup of dream
taste like strawberry
smells like cherry
it's red
like sky in the morning
when sun rises
and bloody
nothing
feel, smell, taste
like this
it's shady love
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