the whirlpool of grief you've drowned in.
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If the unyielding gears
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that move time forward should rust,
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I won't be able to return; I hate this world.
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I want to break everything apart,
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but I still can't go anywhere,
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because of my memories.
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All I could do was hold tight to
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the time when I was happy,
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and carve the distant sound of
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the footsteps of dreams into my heart.
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From outside comes the shadow of
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the chasm of deepest night.
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I can't help but feel that someday,
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something will come from there to take you away.
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Though I never told you of it,
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I want the thread of darkness to remain beautiful.
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I want to close my eyes: you need true mind.
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Though buried in rubble,
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Kindness is an aphrodisiac,
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phantoms of the past and
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your footsteps echo here.
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The shining voice is so warm;
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I thought I'd be allowed to stay for a while,
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it seems I was mistaken.
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I want to break everything apart,
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but I still can't go anywhere,
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because of my memories.
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All I can do is hold tight to
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the time when I was happy,
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and carve the distant sound of
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the footsteps of dreams into my heart.
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I can hear them now....
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