While the apocalypse breaks out in my heart, my moon and my sun collide with each other, that road to go must be your heart,💝

My eyes are looking for a way to my heart, I’m a fairy with a broken wing, everyone else is blind except the one who loves,💞

What good would it be if someone who is not a brother to my soul becomes a brother to the body?

the brotherhood of my soul is the oath of my heart whoever did not swear to the heart was not faithful,💝

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