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Nov 2018
O how I missed you so much
missed your face missed your touch

locked up inside your eyes
with blocks and blocks of sacred lies

endless ages countless cages
words wiped out and no more pages

falling from high shifting to Phi
fading away and willing to die

off skin walls colourless but vast
dry, waste, built to last

stop faking cheer and fleeing fear
unchain me now I'm your dear tear
Written by
PITCH BLACK  M/The Milky Way
(M/The Milky Way)   
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       Eurus and Fawn
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