Freedom...

All the Cold

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I would die for you
But now I die for my depression
I haven't no longer to live
Because I lost the key to the door of
Your lovely mind
The blooming harmony is dispersed
But myself is dispersed too

I feel like a fallen leave
Withered in a lost love

I'm longing to dive into the sea
Of tranquillity and drown
In it to feel what I never felt
Before... freedom