Death Note
Black memories
made it blind
White images
are hard to find,
Pain... Emotions...
Hope... are Missing
My Mind, My Heart
are still not working
This is not a sin
for me, for now
but a solution
to make all things down
I wrote this dark letter
with a teardrops in each CORNER...
with a confuse body
that will turn to SPIRIT later...
. . .
I think this is the end...
. . .
Silence... ALL BECOME CLEAR...
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