The settle of the twilight is so fine
Thus the heart always wants refine...

I lived behind to see my other self
In nature of kindness thrilled in me...

Pain is hard to pretend as a stranger
Lonely heart shall not to be anger...

Words are dying easily today
If no one use a word of the day...

Tears are pouring again like rain in the evening.
Scream in loneliness, scatter the pain into...