(Y/n) loved to read and smile.
(Y/n) loved to walk a mile.
(Y/n) love to release the stess
And leave behind a gurderling mess.
Of life and death and trust and tears.
Because it wont be what she doesn't fear.
She knows they lurk in the shadows.
Of life death and tear of dread.
Almost like they never heard
A song sung of joy
and happiness lingers in the (E/c) eyes
BINABASA MO ANG
Test of Interactive Fics
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