1989 && Where pink lies and blue emotions attached above of the dark sky, aesthetically shining as the moon arose, dripping of sweet poetries that will stuck beneath your mind and heart. Bewitched by the aromatic smell and savoury taste of your pink proses and poetries filled with schmaltzy lies, and I, nibbling it to savour the curse you served to me. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.