"Do not watch,
shit just had to jump
I didn't listen to anything
eh what here we are downstairs
on the empty wet and cold ground
Do not regret
all his words have not changed
i believed in eternal life
his words gave me wings
but the tears are too much
and I just cut myself off "
- Mael Jones
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General Fictionmusic helps Mael. a lot. music frees him. the fact of flying away. she saves him when he goes wrong. for him, music is as beautiful as it is destructive.
