• _jangdanwoo_ 6w

    The days so worn out, old and cold
    Fallen leaves accomplishing the waverly road
    The moon so high, it chose to be
    The water so deep, so let it be.
    It's hot for winter the volcano screams
    Touched through it to be asleep
    Life is a hour glass, so smooth and fast
    Running through the autumn cries a lot
    It's a tangled bead, glowing alike
    Simmering fun to detach apart
    The path I walked , let me it free
    Beautifying my life for too pretty