Roses for all the beautiful souls
The ones that died without reaching their goals
Take a deep breath, and remember their names
There's no need to be ashamed
Every teardrops will reach their soul
Although their voices cannot be heard
Their souls will speak with floating words
We cope with grief to fix all the wrongs
We stand up to become strong
To give respect to the fallen sun
There's nothing that can be done
-Misa D.-
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