A leaf
KEYTALK
I had spitted out all my thoughts to you
A dead leaf fell before me who lost myself
The thoughts overlapp on each other's mind
The dead leaf gradually regain the color
And its feebly struggling branch reminded me of
Your frail hands
Blown by wind and faling into the wayside
It was drained into the sea
And I ask myself Have I become stronger
Blown by the wind and faling into the wayside
I've decided not to remember you
Till I know why you cried
