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The sight reflected in my eyes
Claimed to be the world
But the sights I was unable to see
Were still unmistakably there
Turning back before we get lost
Patching things up before they become broken
All the things that have gone by, the things that've disappeared
The center of the world
With a sharp flash, you were run through
And I dove into a sparkling despair
I have to grab your hand
Before the sparkling world, faster than my tears, can take you from me
What does the world have to say about the sights that have marveled my eyes?
If it's all beautiful and perfect,
Then there must not be any unexpected mistakes
For the sake of shining, this shyness,
Surely, is at least a wake up call
Claiming that beautiful things are "right"...
The world won't acknowledge that
You went out to find a sparkling sun
I held steadfast to a radiant existence
I have to go
To the end of the spiral of the time for beautiful things
Though I can't see it anymore...
With a sharp flash, you were taken
I dove into a blinding despair
I have to tell someone
The "beautiful things" are what have killed the world!
I have to hurry and say it