"Pyromania's act."

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Oh, Olivia

Your spirit glows within

Your voice made me somnolent like a lullaby 

But why I can't see you? 


There's sorrow in your eyes 

Hatred in your heart 

And being unsure in your mind. 


Memories were burned 

Powdery residue of you, scattered at the edge of infinity 

You have become an ash. 


But your love still reaches me 

Your words engraved inside of me 

I'll always love you

Farewell, Olivia.

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