Picture of my Heart


Taking off the dust stuck on the hem of your dress
Leaning on my shoulder without a thought as you laughed
It’s just a habit, but even though I tried to erase and spend my day busily
I think and think about it again
Like a picture taken with my eyes…

I get on my knees in front of love again
Because I was drunk in my lonely heart
I might have thoughtlessly told you that I missed you
Like poison, it gradually takes away everything…

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