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Waking up and see that everything is normal...

Looking at the sky with the cigarette in my lip,

My mind is stay flooding inside the dream...

Wish I could never wake up, Wish I could still dead inside my dream.

Wishing so hard that I could grow a wings and fly away above the sky with my beautiful angel.

She is so beautiful that I remember everything from her. She is so beautiful that no one can compare with her.

I still can remember how soft her lip was, and this kind of memory will never die...

I could count every single hairs on her. I could do lots of things that no one can every did...

The ash fall onto my hand and I watch it burn but i can't feel any pain.

-PUE_xX