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Oct 02, 2006 00:32

I want my life to be red
with trees and like Autumn
I’d float away from evil and
Down towards the healing
so sad now we have become
the children trapped in the mazes
I’d give my soul to the one who has the courage
to find me and free me now

I want to make you happy
But I’ve fallen,

I’m sorry.
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