When the eyes became a weary red,
with the tears being helplessly shed,
all that which projected into the windows of your soul
was nothing of a physically existing role,
but something worthy to be called "beautiful memory"
in half-awake dreams where I swam with misery.
"Are you still crying"
" Yes, I have to if I want to see those memories"
- Jeffrey Chu 2013.01.02
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