
Angel Fish
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Jul 19th, 2012 | syntax:
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Like something that slipped out of an American comic book,
they're not real, those lips that I imagine.
Posed looking back, wearing a colorful shirt; naughty angel fish.
It's not fake, I want to try to touch the white skin.
The sweet scent of your hair permeates my heart.
May your quivering eyes reflect only me.
Being in love with you, many, many times
I was about to give up, but
this unending feeling has already become my thing,
and I won't let it go.
With my heart pounding,
this isn't the sort of scinema where you can predict the ending.
The scenario is right now, quietly moving along.
Line by line, since I don't want to cheat,
I'm still waiting, not turning to the next page.
Embracing you,
if a dream like that were to never end, I wouldn't mind.
It's no lie, I feel as though absolutely
anything can happen.
Like something that slipped out of an American comic book,
they're not real, those that smile brightly
for my sake alone.