
.- Guilty of pain~
All those things I though
which someday could come true
are falling on the fantasy black-hole
and they are carrying with themselves
all the hope I ever had.
Also the fault is mine,
'cause I build up my own hopes
for destroy them later .
No longer the present exist
Neither the past.
Only exist a odd dimension,
where all these things can go on.
Again, again and again~
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