• gullu1224 46w

    At first
    I thought
    Our path is a bubble
    A hollow heartless
    Which drives us to
    Walk on stones and water

    But now
    I think
    Our whole life is bubble
    We don't know where and
    When it will brust
    We are living in it,
    Seeing beautiful lies.
    Only shine is last forever in bubble,
    Same as our soul.
    All promises, memories, faith,
    Trust are lies, a beautiful lie.