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Life and tone
Death and Love
Blood and Her
A life filled with memories that are sharpened by Nightmares, and a life that is corrected by strings of music.
There's an air that whispers peace, with a sun that cease. As the sky turns darker, love becomes a reaper. With a sweet lullaby, his touch bids you goodbye.
Under the Moon, behind the woods. There's a story called warmth, and it lasts.
Written in snow, her eyes remain kind. For her prayers were his pasts.
'stay'