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day after day,

i wonder~

is there anything that i fear~

more than becomming a lover?

is it that i have it,

and dont want it to disapear?

is it the hope what makes me suffer?

reaching the limit of love could be near,

or it might just vanish~

forever!

as it vanishs, i'll be a sad face with a cover!

happiness i'll never feel,

amazing beauty, i'll never again try to discover!



everything is becoming clear,

i regret it,

being a stupid lover!

again- i'll never be me,

i've never been this weak!

i've never thought a simple lie,

would make me weep!

he killed my core,

without a mercy~

or a fear,

as angels shed a mine of tears,

to me,

he is~

and he'll always be~

my pure~

guilty~

killer!



THE END

25\dec\2003