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Seasons

Chrysanthemum smiles
The ambivalence of youth
Thinking of loved ones...

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My Despair Is Locked, and I Have No Key

Arms mutilated, Maggots devour my flesh
Legs amputated by my own volition 
I am writhing in Indignation, resentment has grown
Here I am, undergoing vivisection 
Screaming for my imperfection 
I have lost all sense of hope 
I am to die here, My blood, I am regurgitating
The Queen has used floral words
King has vomited maggots drenched in pus
Purified Intentions corrupted by toxic slurs

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My Despair Is Locked, and I Have No Key

Arms mutilated, Maggots devour my flesh
Legs amputated by my own volition 
I am writhing in Indignation, resentment has grown
Here I am, undergoing vivisection 
Screaming for my imperfection 
I have lost all sense of hope 
I am to die here, My blood, I am regurgitating
The Queen has used floral words
King has vomited maggots drenched in pus
Purified Intentions corrupted by toxic slurs

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Mechanisms

The heart beats no more
Once was blooming, growing seed
Now machinery

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Then

Remember where we were
Innocence was there 
There was joy, beautiful lights 
That shined everywhere
Your smile, beautiful. I could never forget
And I've always been drawn to you, since we met
?Our hearts were connected, I could see
Through the memories of what we had, we were free
If only we could go back 
And let those moments repeat 
I wish it could have last forever
This rhythm that my heart beats

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Little Girl

His humble home upon the lowly hills
In Where the moon, the silence keeps its ways
The chairs they rest in quiet corners stood
His body still a brooding lake of ice
The warmth was gone, the darkness made its grin
His terror broke, the blood the girl, she bleams

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