I don't want to accept your escape and existence in the broken end. I always forget from a silent angle how to express my tears. The memory now is like an endless play. Let us all see the past. I don't want to accept your escape and existence in the broken end. I always forget from a silent angle how to express my tears. The memory now is like an endless play. Let us all see the past. Let us all see the past. I know who the eyes in the story sigh for. I know why the dream in the story is no longer beautiful. Because you are no longer yourself. Why do you tell me to forget you? The role of the story disappears in the memory. The role of the story disappears in the memory. I don't want to accept your escape and existence in the broken end. I always forget from a silent angle how to express my tears. The memory now is like an endless play. Let us all see the past. Let us all see the past. I know who the eyes in the story sigh for. I know why the dream in the story is no longer beautiful. Because you are no longer yourself. Why do you tell me to forget you? The role of the story disappears in the memory. The role of the story disappears in the memory. I know who the eyes in the story sigh for. I know why the dream in the story is no longer beautiful. Because you are no longer yourself. Why do you tell me to forget you? The role of the story disappears in the memory. The role of the story disappears in the memory. The role of the story disappears in the memory. The role of the story disappears in the memory. The role of the story disappears in the memory.