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EmptyIt is true that, when you look into my eyes, All you can see is a reflection of yourself. There is no essence of me which spills through, Because I am an empty person. In this life, I am lost Nothing here holds any true value for me. Nothing I am particularly fond of, No goals in my life I wish to accomplish, Nothing I excel at. If only I could find something in this world. Something of value for me. I want a map, Someone or something to guide my way.. I feel so empty Like a box filled with the useless trinkets of everyday life Nothing of real value. &nbEmpty


MusicClosing your eyes blissfully, you let that delicious flow of music spill into you.. filling you with it's beauty, soothing your mind. Your eyes flicker as slowly, but sweetly, you drown in the calmness.. down you float, until you are gone and all you feel around you is music softly, softly blanketting you...Music


Wait for meIn a room filled with darkness, I hear the sound of water drops like the second hand of a clock. To me, it feels so full of sadness and a bit weak. So I walk towards it The torchlight in my quivering hand, Its beam of light falls suddenly on you. Your beautiful face looks up at me, And a look of wild panic flickers upon your eyes. A forlorn expression on your face shimmers, It’s as if I’m seeing you clearly for the first time. A realization dawns on me,Wait for me
The water drops I heard before… were your sparkling tears. From the corner of my eyes, I see a glistening light,


Fake WingsLooking up at the sky, your eyes sting. Bound to this world, with so many rules, There's nowhere you can go. Standing atop the building... Looking down upon the world, you see everything in ugly colors. Do you want to fly? Look! Do you see it? The door? That moment when you leap... how beautiful, like an angel who's found its wings. That moment in the air, when you fly when everything is perfect Everything you see so clearly and slowly... What pretty colors. And down you go, falling, falling, until the wretched EFake Wings
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There was a young man named Jikang, who played the most beautiful piece of music just before his death. His lose robes and sashes waved and flowed as the wind blew. Facing death, he had the most graceful demeanour.
D; you're a rad fluffy-otaku.
see you in claaaaaaaaassssssssssssssss.
you're just
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