Not holding the moon
Or it seems
Desired angels
But looking at yourself as a corpse
In the frame
And you bunch
With steady
Carcass shoes, clothes carcass
Not worthy of you running
Covered in shadows
Make angel smile
Waving his wings
Giving the crown
Only to you
Originally you would have
Chasing the sun
I Miss You Forever.:(
Behind you
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