You maybe not know it, but behind these smiles lies a great kingdom of tragedy, oh my dear wildflower.
Between these chrysanthemums as time flies by.
I was left alone with the things that the past hurt me.
I know I'm in the valley of darkness, and every midnight I dig myself a deep grave.
No, you don't have to be afraid, its landscape resembles the skin of a magnificent gazelle.
Writing and writing are not in dead silence, my dear wildflower.
I will continue to write that I am forever damned.
You maybe not know it, but behind these smiles lies a great kingdom of tragedy, oh my dear wildflower.
by Meral Meri - Chrysanthemum Night
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