Love, Sick, Tragedy.
The blue sky weeps in this blue world
It seems to tell a story, a story about nothing
The sun smiles, it smiles as it kills the moon
Gone forever and lovesick! Fading into nothing
Remembrance is a pain not wanted, nor needed
It feels warm in the dark, feels like death
Nothing can bring it back. Nothing can fix it
Missing this darkness that warms the body
Missing this darkness that warms the soul
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