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Dedicated for a pair of heart.

One to be impaled, one to mourn for.

a.k.a Sakuma and Miyoshi

[REQUEST BY : Nana © Facebook. Sorry if it's a bit short :'CCC]

© Himomo Senohara (is now Sakurasakakihara-P)

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A song embraces a glimpse of blossomed love,

yet, on the other world, tragedy. 

Three times, a plane preaches a news, from far away,

far ahead of Berlin's Wall,

sings of a man's holiest tragedy. 


"Let's see whose card is better." 

A bell of memory, filmed danced mirages.

Those fingers, contorts

a joker

behind its wall of secrets.


I've never been this twisted, of course, dear. 

Never have I been pretty crestfallen

of your pierced heart.


"Oh dear. Haven't I told you, darling? You suck on 

hiding your true colors." 


Dear,

a cross over your absent ideology,

please be rest well, for a peaceful and majestic

ending. 


One step ahead, and then continues on

a greater and longed road of memories,

awaits you loyally.


I've never been this broken,

I'm a man of soldier, man of a beautifully artificial

dolls of a king's pawn. 

But your depth of evil loyal

put an turmoil out of blue

inside my heart.


I can imagine, vividly, dear

of your belittled smirk on my downfall

"How do you like this,

my dear Mr. Sakuma?"


Oh, Lord. 

I cannot anymore, hide my treasure, forever.

You have sneaked as of being a sly snake

waiting, patiently

for your momentum.


Dear, my little bird,

I gave up. 


"Oh, dear. Isn't this a bit too early to give up,

my dearly Mr. Sakuma?"

You certainly knew that I have fallen in love

with such monsters

like you.

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A song embraces a glimpse of blossomed love,

yet, on the other world, tragedy.

Three times, a plane preaches a news, from far away,

far ahead of Berlin's Wall,

sings of a man's holiest tragedy.


Time stopped out of nowhere, as if 

this world's gonna face

the end of its existence.


"Oh, not now... Not now, Miyoshi..."

From therefore, my eyes shed a ton of 

painful tears... 



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