scorpion-like carapace
It’s the turmoil I never dare to touch
Du Ao holds up his deep tail
Explain the loneliness that others cannot understand
You are the king of life
But he is also the loser in survival
Always when others approach you intentionally
Unconsciously, she stretched out a terrifying poisonous needle and stung him.
Let it be at your mercy
After a long time
In the end, no one dares to get close to your willful self again
once Upon a time
I too live a helpless life like a poisonous scorpion
As time changes
The baptism of time
growing old
The heavy armor was slowly shed by the cold north wind
now
No more annoying noble baggage
All he has is a naked enthusiasm to wake up the world
No longer separated from the masses
Instead, it turns into the distant cold moon and warm wind
Surrounding the lonely hearts that I have hurt
child!
Let me lay the path of sorrow and warmth for you to transform!
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