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Dyeing in your chest,
Dyeing in your mind,
Bless in to the golden hair,
Coming under Christmas.
Believe in your star
Way goes home.
True still awe,
I ripper mood
Silver table knife.
Who will come to me
If I am not grow yet,
Illusion tie,
Bow on top,
You stay younger.
I am drops in mystical comics.
Prepare to die….
Real …not ….
Deep sleep inside….
My emotion was rude,
Turn off my soul and guide
I am not in dark,
I am not even afraid…
Why I am must to die,
If you are command
You was nothing for me,
Just sound of tube….
Evil song sing but
I don’t listen….
Flame melt … spring
Began
I forged my chain to build
New temple ….
9.12.13
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