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My dear old friend, It’s been a long time. Since my fall to madness, I never meant it, You know that. You know me! Right?
Pretty little girl With a basket full of fruit. Her mouth may smile, But her eyes reveal the truth. Says she's off to see her aunt, But that's not her real plan- She has a secret hidden
Once upon a time... There was a girl with hair of a deep crimson and eyes a deep sea blue Her body was slim and usual Until her tail of some strange sea-creature began at her waist
I sit in the dark A bright light shines on my face It is my laptop