Like a firework that blow in the sky.

I will stay so high if I don’t let go,
And I don’t know why, how I wish I know,
Was it the coffee? Or the Matcha tea?
And was it a dream, or my fantasy,

It’s just so silly, it was so crazy,
Yesterday maybe Cupid went lazy,
Now he went naughty, shot arrows at me,
Blood on my body, with my eyes dreamy,

Let me be this high, or else I will die,
Like a firework that blow in the sky.

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