To love is to die I died in your arms you let me go I flew, I chased I searched for you. To love is to die I cried at your loss I screamed, I fought my heart broke for you. To love is to die now I let you go to find to live, to set myself free.
Inky...you let me go...so now I let you go...I can feel free now...I no longer chase my lucky coin....thank you for the good times....Your Fiery Rose, Neoka
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