๐˜—๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟโœฆ

ฤฑlฤฑ.lฤฑllฤฑlฤฑ.ฤฑllฤฑ. ฮนฮทฦ’ฮนฮทฮนั‚ั”โ„“ัƒ ึัั”ัƒ - ๐–ญ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐Ÿค๐Ÿง:๐Ÿข๐Ÿข

โ”Š โ‡„ โ—โ— II โ–ทโ–ท โ†ป โ”Š

โ‚€โ€คโ‚€โ‚€โ—ฆโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ—ฆ โ‚ƒโ€คโ‚โ‚…

ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย  โ† โฟแต‰หฃแต— หขแต’โฟแต โ†บ สณแต‰แต–แต‰แตƒแต— โŠœ แต–แตƒแต˜หขแต‰

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€
"My voice scattered unfeelingly, playing a melody of loneliness;
All my fingers would convey was the colour of lifelessness
"Won't you recognise me?"

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟโœฆ ั‚ฮนัั”ิƒ - ๐–ป๐–พ๐–บ๐–ป๐–บ๐–ฝ๐—ˆ๐—ˆ๐–ป๐–พ๐–พ

"You haven't been good for long; Is it the sound of your own thoughts?
That always keeps you up at night?
Maybe it's time to say goodbye
'Cause I'm getting pretty fucking tired"

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท โœฆ ฯƒะฝ ฮทฯƒ! - ๐–ฌ๐– ๐–ฑ๐–จ๐–ญ๐– 

"If I fail, I'll fall apart
Maybe it is all a test
'Cause, I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best"๏ปฟโœฆ

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท โœฆ ฯ‰ัฮนั‚ั” ั‚ะฝั” ฦ’ฯ…ั‚ฯ…ัั” ฯ‰ฮนั‚ะฝ ัั”ึัั”ั‚ - ๐–ญ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐Ÿค๐Ÿง:๐Ÿข๐Ÿข

"I want to die, I want to disappear, there's nothing left for me here.
There's no more hope in a life like this.
So I'm just standing here in this nightmare, in a world that bloomed from my choked past."

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท โœฆ ัั”ะฒฮนัั‚ะฝ - ๐–ญ๐—‚๐—€๐—๐—๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ ๐–บ๐— ๐Ÿค๐Ÿง:๐Ÿข๐Ÿข

"As my heart has withered, and nothing has flavor,
Inside of the days I've grown used to, I wonder if tomorrow will be like this too
Was it fine like this? Where did I make a mistake?
If I can start over, I wonder what I can become."

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท โœฆ ฮทฯƒ ั‚ฮนั‚โ„“ั” - ๐–ฑ๐–พ๐—ˆ๐—…

"Slowly and gently, it crumbles and breaks.
Wrap it slowly around my neck til I can't breathe, and the me from yesterday was killed.
Slowly and gently, our scattered ennui.
When I hear you speak so unethically, it turns to a voice I don't know."

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท โœฆ ฮฑั‚ั‚ัฮฑษ•ั‚ โ„“ฮนึะฝั‚ - *๐–ซ๐—Ž๐—‡๐–บ

"Dreams won't come true. Wishes won't reach anyone. That's why you'll stop walking forward?
Hard work isn't rewarded. Nobody will acknowledge it. That's why... you'll stop running?
Are you going to stop?"

"If it's reason to quit, there's 10, 100, or even 1000 of them. But in all of that, there's only a tiny one that can be seen.
If it's the words to run away, they come up right away that it gets tiring. But that's the light that hides our true feelings."

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท ๏ปฟ ยท๏ปฟ ๏ปฟ ๏ปฟยท โœฆ to be continued
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