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Even if you tried to,
Concealing your face in a crowd is impossible. I am plagued by it.
Longing for the day where I cannot recognize you or your voice.
It was always the lies you told. Lies were like a breath of fresh air for you.
Perhaps it was all a game, and I should've listened to the universe,
So I can never be trapped and burdened by the
Eclipse of your heart.
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Angel Adagio
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