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Growing Up – by De Garassie the 4th 出涸し文四郎

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Growing Up – by De Garassie the 4th 【Foreword|前書き】 Growing older doesn’t always mean growing wiser. This poem explores the unseen layers of emotion, vulnerability, and memory that remain in us, no matter our age. Even when it’s hidden behind silence or restraint, the fire still burns inside. 歳を重ねたからといって、必ずしも賢くなるわけではない。 この詩は、年齢を重ねても心に残る感情や痛み、そして見えないままに燃え続ける情熱を描いています。 表に出さなくなったとしても、それは消えたわけではありません。 “Growing Up” by De Garassie the 4th Don’t judge someone just by age, Or by how long they’ve lived. You can’t decide who they are— It’s not your place to say. Even if someone is older, It doesn’t mean they know it all. Even if they’ve lived many years, It doesn’t mean they have wisdom. They still have passion like the young, Still hold love just like before. They just don’t express it— Or maybe they can’t anymore. Ah, how cruel life can be— To fall in love, And pretend not to. Even if someone is older, It doesn’t mean they understand. Even if they’ve lived...

The Point of No Return – by De Garassie the 4th 出涸し文四郎

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Preface  There is a moment when every bridge behind you burns and the road ahead is all that remains. This poem is about crossing that line—about carrying your scars forward even when no map, star, or sign is left to guide you. Welcome to The Point of No Return . 背後の橋が燃え落ち、前に続く道だけが残る瞬間がある。 この詩は、その一線を越えることについて書いた。地図も星も標識もなく、それでも傷を抱えたまま進むしかない瞬間の歌だ。 ―― “The Point of No Return” へようこそ。  “The Point of No Return”  One step forward You can’t go back The road behind Has turned to black You told yourself Just one more day But here you are — You walked away No map in hand No love in mind But something here Still sets you free One choice you made You can’t undo that fate The bridge behind Has turned to flame You told yourself Just one more lie But here you are — You’ve watched it die No light in sight No name to call But something here Still sets you free No stars to guide No signs to beckon But whispers ride the wind And silence fills your head ...

”Every Time I Say Goodbye" by De Garassie the 4th  出涸し文四郎

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  Every Time I Say Goodbye by De Garassie the 4th Preface(前書き) This piece was born from a fleeting reflection — the quiet sorrow that lingers when we try to forget, but memories refuse to fade. It's not about one particular goodbye, but all of them. I wrote it hoping to turn personal sadness into something universal. この詩は、ふとした瞬間の心象風景から生まれました。忘れようとしても忘れられない、静かな哀しみ。特定の別れを描いたものではなく、すべての別れを表しています。個人的な哀しみが、誰かの心にも届くことを願って書きました。 "Every Time I Say Goodbye" Every time I say goodbye, I try to forget everything. But memories keep piling up— Someday they’ll become a mountain I can no longer climb. Your figure faded in the sunset, And if we never meet again, Maybe that too is fate. The loneliness of a fading town, The emptiness of changing hearts— They’re all swept away To where they once came from, Or maybe to nowhere at all. New days keep coming, endlessly. Even if the past memories decay. Everything I’ve lived until now Feels like a dream. Why am I here? W...

The Rain Always Ends (Revised Version) by DeGarassie the 4th

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 “ The Rain Always Ends (Revised Version)” by DeGarassie the 4th 【前書き】 This poem was born from silence. From the kind of silence that holds back tears and keeps you walking forward. I wrote this not only for someone else, but also for myself. If you’ve ever stared out a window, unsure whether the storm inside you would pass— This is for you.  Watch the poetry reading on YouTube: https://youtu.be/04lzs_UPwIY この詩は、沈黙の中から生まれました。 涙をこらえながら、それでも歩き続けようとする、そんな静けさの中から。 この詩は、誰かのためだけでなく、私自身のためにも書いたものです。 もしあなたが、窓の外を見つめながら、心の中の嵐が本当に去るのか不安になったことがあるなら、 この詩は、あなたのためのものです。 "  The Rain Always Ends(英語詩・完全最終版)" Don’t cry. I know it hurts right now. I’ve seen skies like this before— gray, heavy, endless. But listen— you still have a future. One failure is not the end. It’s just a pause before your next chance. The dream you lost, the love that slipped away— they’re not endings. They’re just starting points you couldn’t see just yet. Don’t cry. The rain always ends. Don’t cry. I know it feels ...

”Love is Invisible”  by DeGarassie the 4th 出涸し文四郎

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  Love is Invisible”  by DeGarassie the 4th 出涸し文四郎 【前書】 Sometimes we expect love to shine, to reply, to be visible. But what if love doesn’t always appear the way we want it to? What if the strongest love is the one that stays invisible, and still, somehow, grows when we’re not even there? 私たちは、愛は輝くもの、返事をくれるもの、目に見えるものだと、どこかで期待してしまいます。 でももし、愛がいつも私たちの望む形で現れるわけではないとしたら? むしろ、見えないままそこにある愛こそが、いちばん強くて深いものなのかもしれません。 たとえ遠く離れていても、言葉がなくても、それでも育ち続けるもの—— そんな愛についての詩です。 ”Love is Invisible”  by DeGarassie the 4th 出涸し文四郎 I sent a message, which was left unread. I stared at it. My phone stayed still. Does silence mean you’ve gone away? Maybe love just has no way to stay. I used to think Love had to shine. Love had to reply, Love had to be mine. But now I think Love is still there, Even when it’s hard to see Even when it feels like it’s not. I can’t touch it. I can’t see it. I can’t prove it. But I still believe it. Maybe it’s not a photo, Not a word I need to have. Maybe love is something That grows...

”Halfway to Nowhere”  by De Garassie the 4th  出涸し文四郎

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  Halfway to Nowhere Words & Music by De Garassie the 4th 【前書き】 Some people chase dreams. Others just keep walking— not to arrive anywhere, but to avoid being trapped where they are. This poem is for the latter. 夢を追う人がいる。 ただ歩き続ける人もいる。 どこかに着くためじゃなく、 今いる場所に縛られないために。 この詩は、そんな人たちへ。 "Halfway to Nowhere" by De Garassie the 4th Packed my doubts and half-wrote songs Caught the 3:05, didn’t care how long The driver asked me, “Where you bound?” I said, “Anywhere that ain’t around.” Halfway to Nowhere That’s where I stand No signposts, no welcome Just the wind and me again Someone waved from a diner booth Or maybe stretched—hard to tell the truth I didn’t stop, I didn’t check Guess I’ve learned to disconnect Halfway to Nowhere No ticket, no fare Paid in silence and old songs Drifting where I don’t belong Don’t need a destination Just motion to keep me sane If I ever saw the ending I’d never walk again Humming that tune you used to love No words, just tone and breath enough A rusted ...