iv spend alot time starng @ you a the other side of the wall
fantazng that days wud come true,
time still fades as i sleep,
the morning skies burn
yet inside it mourn..
petal of our tears flew freely in a crimson ways
awkward days seems like a dreamcome true,
i walk in a path wir i still come back,
purple cries screaming twice,
pictures lies twice,
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