Cyan

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For Belle
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Cyan
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Jass

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Vain are the breaths I take to utter your name
Darkly shaded are the former white clouds, yet they yield no rain
Strange are the stars... my lucky stars; they bleakly emit shame
In a vicinty once so fair I found a wasteland...

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I witnessed the grand annihilation of a tower of a former man—
A destruction long awaited by an enemy I did darken
A rebellious heart suffered ruin through a death opposed to who I am
A murder orchestrated by my maimed mind that I can't trust... I can't

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Forgive me for dyeing your blue skies cyan... please
I did little to fathom that our city would desiccate and freeze
I only aimed to scorch your skin so your buffled mind wouldn't ease
So your scabbed heart's disease would halt awhile then never relent

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I hoped to crudely scribble your eyes pitch black
Then madly flood your mind to obsess over my thoughts forth and back
Slowly, slowly we both went demon mad... and I snapped your neck
Holy, holy were my cries and tears only; not us , my friend

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I wished only to have you in my void world of black sand
So, I killed you, my former man; belle's love; her dear lamb

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