~о всяком |
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~we can never forget |
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~X-Men Origins: Wolverine Video Game |
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~so nostalgic 90's.. |
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~буххлоо,тёлки,брр..(с) |
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~j2 или контрольный в голову |
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~Castiel: Breaking Inside |
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"Climbing up the Walls" - Supernatural/Firefly/Heroes |
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~ I don't know you anymore,Dean (fanvid) |
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~ X-Men Origins: Wolverine |
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~placeb'ное |
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~прожекторпэрисхилтон или заиньго-Хьюшечко |
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Аудио-запись: the GazettE - Without a Trace |
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Aoiko |
I peel off my frail consciousness slowly, So my footsteps won't make a sound. I become ash, scattering into tiny pieces. It's only this, nothing more... Without a trace The feeling that I'm aware of my ignorance is more cowardice than helplessness. Crawling into the bottom of my mixed consciousness, I ask my subconsciousness... "I cannot see my future..." Burying your breath in the still season, You, who waited for help, dissovled into nothingness. The withered song you cannot hear anymore... It's crying without exception. My tears that fell for my loss Will also flow when I endure this agony. Just like everyone else who deserted you, I close my eyelids. My body that's entwined within the spiral is slowly, slowly twisting. In my throat, there are thousands of questions that are like thorns; I'm asking, "What can I save?" My future is dying right before my eyes... Burying your breath in the still season, You, who waited for help, dissovled into nothingness. The withered song you cannot hear anymore... It's crying without exception. The dense fog that refuses to clear up... So the proof of your existence that won't dissipate... If this song reaches you, You'll probably think it's hypocritical. Burying your breath in the still season, You, who waited for help, dissovled into nothingness. I can't make my raised voice retreat so you can't hear it anymore... I've come to realize that it is my sin. |
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