Softness, out of the fact see through

    Softness, the rare diamond cumulative from the scar

    Softness, combination with melancholy, looming over with shadow of the past, always lurking without your willings

    It is never the subjective chosen, it is a in and out swamp to be with

    

    Melancholy, an aftertaste of sth

    Melancholy, the desire without qualification

    Melancholy, veiled without trace, but you know it ignited by the unnoticeable puff of smoke

    Melancholy, leave it off with your force

    It is doomed to go through, so away as same as it was poisonous