
I used to be so sure, I used to be so pure. I cannot explain, I get lost in the pain. The things I was sure were perfect and pure, were nothing more than fantasy. So hidden inside, something so unkind, you'll never know until it's too late.
I'm going to the open sea and I'm going to say goodbye to me.
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London After Midnight - pure *-*
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