phantom|Seungin (Eng Ver)
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They say that loneliness is torture. What if it were his life? What if he's crazy about his loneliness? What if he's crazy for him? His loneliness is his life, and he wants his life.
And his loneliness is his colors, and he wants his colors.
- I want to keep you.
+ Prove your will.
- How?
+ Who knows...
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