Left to rot, In the corpse of a soul, Drunk yet sober, Mind of lonesome, Life is soon to be over. Light of the same, Dark and insane, Mist's blind, Eternal eyes close. Destiny softly whispers, Sincere voices, Blood from the rose, Without distant touch, Upon the want of love. Underneath the sky, Beneath the tears I have cried. Always be my death, Life without you, Has no breath.Birth sign: Aquarius
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