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hur bra ar inte GazettEs nyaX3!!! jag alskar den!!! fast den ar sjukt sorglig:/ allt som de gjort ar tusan bra! Gomen ne ato sukoshi anata no namaeto nemura se te… Yorisotta sugi shi nichi wa itami wo yorokobi ai. Ryoute ni utsushi dasu anata wo omoi naite iru. soko ni furu kanashimi ha shiranai mama de ii yo. Ansoku ni furue wo oboeta taguri yume wa naniwo miru. Usurenai de anata yo wazuka na toiki wo kikasete hoshii. Chiisana kodou de na ku anata yo koko made oide. Kawaranai yume ni tsuzuki ga aru nara douka togireruzu ni koufuku to yobe nakute mo oborete ka se teru hibi wo. Usurenai de anata yo wazuka na toiki wo kikasete hoshii. Chiisana kodou de na ku anata yo koko made oide. Sukui no te sae mo aimai de byou kizami no mayu wa ito wo chigirezu ni aru darou. Usurenai de anata yo wazuka na toiki de kiitete hoshii. Chiisana kodou no oto ni ka sure nu inori yo todoke yobe nu namae wo dai te yubiori kazoe ru ashita ha kie nai mimi wo fusagi kii te ta yori kago yume ni oto. Tori mo noseru haruni Guren no hana ga saku. -------------- I'm sorry... after awhile, let me sleep by your name The passing days drew us closer The pain is matched with joy Both hands reflect that I cry when i think of you there is a rain of sadness it's fine just to remain unknown i tremble for repose, i remembered what do you want to see in this reeled in dream? i dont want you to fade let me hear, even a sigh a small heartbeat, that isnt there i want you come here! unchanging dreams, if this continues on please dont pause in your happiness even if it doesnt need to called out but the drowning days are piling over me. i dont want you to fade let me hear, even a sigh a small heartbeat, that isnt there i want you come here! Even the hands of salvation is also in vagueness Will there be a cocoon at intervals of the second, without the string tearing off? i want to hear, even a sigh little rhythm to the sound of the heartbeat of touched prayers delivered. the name which i cannot call out i held closely counting with my fingers, i dont want tomorrow to dissapear hearing with blocked ears the sound of a broken cradle the spring time will never come again the crimson lotus is in bloom
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