They always seem, daring
And my youth
I used to think that it will resound through ages
Also once thought this would be there
Results it die so quickly
And died so horribly
It blood spattered three feet to death in front of me
Red all the rosy dawn and sunset
So my eyes only blood from then on
It's dead, it is dead
It died in I love it
It die in my infinite hopes in
It died in the coronation of the moment
It die so refuse
Not a word
It the last of the secretive smile is my life difficult solution of sadness metaphor
In the future, I even if sit to hug the status
Also only pain enjoy boundless alone
I will it was buried here
Turning to continue to me on the way of the wilderness
Perhaps only it is dead
I can go further
I will it was buried here
Did not put up a tombstone courage
Rest in peace, and rest in peace
I will be as you like
Loneliness and pain
Go straight to the road is the dead horses.
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