As sad as grieving stature,
As injured as our faith...

It was once a placid tear
The tear of hope, the tear of joy...

1000 times she cried
And on those tears, 1000 lies...

A thousand stabs of a blade at a solemn chest
Without a quiver, the blood gushing out of this...

Life: a pebble falling down
Ripples never end...

Death as a virus
Feeding on sins, hatred, and loss...

Twas all once well fought for, the meadows green
The once lush tree bark, tremulous white...

Cherry blossoms bloom
Revolving pink, fragrant now...

Here we stand, embrace
I clutch on to you...

As the jet flies over the dusky sky
A bee sprawls across a flower...

You pushed me away,
On the frigid sand...

Is the rain, a drop, a lonely one?
Let alone is it the only one...