I guess you would run away…
I can’t beg, I can’t run
But leave your voice to me

I know you would break off
I can’t hold your hair
But leave your smell to me

I understand that you would leave
I am already ruined, I can’t collapse
But leave your colour to me

I feel that you would disappear
That will be my greatest pain
But leave your warmth to me

I distinguish that you would forget
Pain is a vast grey ocean
But leave your taste to me

You would leave anyway
I have no right to stop you
BUT LEAVE YOURSELF TO ME

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