Mask

When all the beauties disappear like melting snow
A land of skulls greeted by the eyes
How to believe the memory of yesterday
The petals have sharp teeth like knives
Strawberry sucking the blood flowing from a broken heart
The spring water dripped dry revealing black mud and dead bodies
Rose seeds can also grow a bunch of poison ivy
The baby-like smile turns into the hideousness of the wild cemetery
The deceived eyes no longer believe in the clear sky
If time can really travel back
Who can make sure that the folded-wing bird recognizes the glass building really a wall
Life is a question mark that grows bigger and bigger
You can't know the answer in advance if you want to live it