My pages were filled with the most beautiful thoughts,

though now everything seems to be lost.

The blank papers, where we once scribbled a lot,

reflect the emptiness of my heart

right after we parted.

My eraser's washing off your trace

but can't get rid of what were transparently engraved.

Like a pencil without lead,

me without you, it's pointless

 


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