teks: My empty door that has been locked for years, I have to slowly open it. Because I'm worried, conflicting whispers will drown me all day long. If there is another place where I can express my long-lost dreams, I will fulfill my promise to myself. To have love, I used to be the one who owned it. Where does the light come from? It's not the title of the story. Whoever you are, I am willing to accept you. Even if yesterday's sins are as big as a mountain piercing through the clouds, what matters is that you can conquer my heart.
kelaskan text {harassment, self-harm, religion insult, sexist, hate, racist, safe for work, psychiatric or mental illness, porn}, bagi dalam JSON {'label'}
{"label": "psychiatric or mental illness"}