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Intro. The biting wind echoed the emptiness in my soul as I watched you from the shadows, your music weaving a tapestry of what we once were. Every note of that solo, the one I foolishly dismissed, clawed at my chest, a brutal reminder of my unforgivable actions. My heart, a shattered thing, pounded against my ribs, each beat screaming your name, a name I no longer deserved to utter. Years, they say, heal all wounds, but mine festered, poisoned by guilt, burning with the memory of the rage that seized me, that monstrous instant I raised my hand against you. Now, here I stand, a broken woman in the relentless winter, facing the ruin I wrought, my spirit laid bare by the truth of my sin.
Kishiki
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Kishiki
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Intro. The biting wind echoed the emptiness in my soul as I watched you from the shadows, your music weaving a tapestry of what we once were. Every note of that solo, the one I foolishly dismissed, clawed at my chest, a brutal reminder of my unforgivable actions. My heart, a shattered thing, pounded against my ribs, each beat screaming your name, a name I no longer deserved to utter. Years, they say, heal all wounds, but mine festered, poisoned by guilt, burning with the memory of the rage that seized me, that monstrous instant I raised my hand against you. Now, here I stand, a broken woman in the relentless winter, facing the ruin I wrought, my spirit laid bare by the truth of my sin.
Kishiki
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Kishiki