she wanted my youth for my heart in this divine market I became the messiah on the gallows,🏵🏵🏵🏵💙💙

I clung to my hopes and unlived dreams, I saw pain and beliefs, my dear.A smile to the fairy who is beggar at this door of your heart, my angel,💙

time silently gnaws at this lover, alas, our world still hasn’t turned into a heaven,We have no blessings, my dear, unless the rain falls on our hearts.,💖💖

the cure for my heart is what doctor can be needed when she is a lover,If our dreams are not our desires, our heart cannot stand life.💖💖💖💖💖

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