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I was just gazing at the distorted town from far awayI couldn't hear any soundsMany neck-less dolls were laughingReturning to the sky Everything is returning to the skyEven you are returning to your birthplaceWhile screaming outYour shout in a flock of little birds is...Like twined spiralEverything is vanishing awayFrom when I caught the fallen tears to the breaking soundIt ran down through my bodyThe kalmia's twilight becomes hotter until they fade into each other...My laugh is like a farce...The flickering of dawnIs more gentle than anyone elseIts sleep disturbed by the resounding tones of shattered glass,The cold moon screamsThe last prayer is a drop of rainThe goodbye at dawn is too sad for me From Letras Mania