from the top to the bottom i was slipping in then out, yea i could see your hands tremble, and from this hand cold rage.from the top to the bottom, i felt the roar of your flame, it took one hit to break me, and down the floor i hit.from the top to the bottom i thought i heard your name, then i felt your sun light, and in this sun light i was saved, , , , , , , , , , , ,
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