The Mark Side: Kagerou Days
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Last published Sat, Sep 22, 2018
Are these lies?
The heat is mocking me,
"Bet you wish you where asleep, but its not a dream."
Vison It blurred away,
And keeping my thoughts at bay,
I swear, you stood there while keeping such a dark smile!
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