Carrying myself for decades

Too tired to walk

Today, I can finally hang myself on the wall.

Like an old dress-

Hanging- we look at each other with disgust

Like two sisters who are so similar

I knew that once the eclipse started, it would never stop.

It will catch up with me someday.

Like now

The tears in the novel make people sad.

Many real dusks slip away in vain.

Calculation

Finally exhausted the calculated life