It must be overestimated
It must comes to a rambling tragedy part
Cast a gloom, whistle the crow
Into the deepest dream we already fell
Is it brave?
You must be overpraised
Definately partially justified
Bring me all the mystification I’d self-denied
Reverse is correct
It must be overestimated
The shadow of leaf, the rushing of stream
Even the star behind actually sliding free
Why bother, when we embrace the defination
Is it really gorgeous?
It may come and go, it may sunrise and sunfall
It may mess up the letter board and let them sprawl
Maybe it’s the widest joy to normal people
So maybe the overestimate tastes good
More acceptable than vanish
Smooth than love
smoother than love,you once promised
mystified into abyss of sweet trap
you set
under net you cast
lure by sprawl praises
easy seduction
tangled in web of lies
willing victim
(inspired by your last set of phrases)