Bitter Spring

In this spring as it was bitter

Sometimes I wonder

Was there ever a beginning

All I see was this yarn

Being pulled back

As the radio sparkles

The firecrackers yearn

The yarn withered away

As it plays in the back of my mind

But it is okay, as it is kept inside

Do not bother to sweep tears

Touching you was a bitter day

As this twilight yearn back

The birch wood creaked

This pitch white emotion

Calling me as the sky fell

It bothered me to be special

Looking to the moon

The hand struck back to midnight

If it was bitter

Then you were happy

You do not have to worry

Soon one day I will be withered away

In this Beautiful Spring.

- InsomniaTeaS

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