Deep Ocean ๐ Freezing, II
...Now plucking off, are our forever feathers Having our timeline in a fateful fall We tried to work it out But it can never be fixed I saw this coming before I turned On the switch of our love But now illusions of a happy ending Has made the flame of our trust burn out In her deepest whorls of compassion She told me I have shown her love That can never be shown until the end of time And I from my innermost admiration Told her she's the best pulse Made for my only heart line Looking at her cute nomenclature For the last timeโฆ I kissed her goodbye
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