The Starlight Night
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.
The tears in the novel make people sad.
Many real dusks slip away in vain.
Finally exhausted the calculated life
(All text and photography on the website are original by RETROWN.)