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Leaves of beautiful awakening If only I could have experienced them longer But bones are bones, shaking Now my life is a pondered situation I don't blame him for her fears It was just a game Just a game, Just a game, no more If I could have stopped her, would the pupa be alive? Would Her Judge not fall in melancholy? But I am just a ghost of time, A maid of his destruction. Though, only a couple survived the moon explosion And she was there with me, the one who took my life I forgive her, I forgive her, I forgive her, But if only the killer could forgive himself.
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
Death of Aradia
Leaves of beautiful awakening If only I could have experienced them longer But bones are bones, shaking Now my life is a pondered situation I don't blame him for her fears It was just a game Just a game, Just a game, no more If I could have stopped her, would the pupa be alive? Would Her Judge not fall in melancholy? But I am just a ghost of time, A maid of his destruction. Though, only a couple survived the moon explosion And she was there with me, the one who took my life I forgive her, I forgive her, I forgive her, But if only the killer could forgive himself.
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
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