Extreme Constenation
you look at me, and you look away
memories etched my mind, since that very day
why would things end up like that finally
no whispers of clearing our doubts, sadly
but some i'm glad, it's coming to an end
its like the wind has blew the bottle off the sand
should i say we'll still be friends?
but clearly, we are now on different land
i'm searching for a brighter sky
no longer yearning for the return butterfly
for wings are transform, they'll fly away
through individual skys, no longer in dismay
-=Lyrics by: C.Kristal=-
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