The Songs Of Tears

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He fell down the rabbit hole, never to be seen again.

Swimming in the abyss, a voidless spiral of anguish.

With no place to go, no place he can call home.

No flashlight to guide his way, no soul nearby to heal his dismay.

No place except darkness, his only “abode”.

The only thing that was there for him when he was all alone.

It covered up the tears, sheeted it with ice ; though he'll be drowning by tomorrow, singing a song, questioning his life

The boy they once knew distorted into frost.

If his brain was made of stone, his heart must be of glass; fore he was a weak as a feather, yet as motionless as a boulder.

He drew a line between the world and him, a border no one shall trespass.

He remembered making that mistake last time, he promised he won't allow that to repeat .

No human contact,

No more pain.

A rule that was implanted in his brain.

No human contact,

No more pain.

An oath he swore to keep til his very last day.

No human contact,

No more pain.

An oath that's broken once she came his way.

No human contact,

No more pain.

A melody his thoughts played him when her lips began to say.

No human contact,

No more pai--

Ah...You're Fujiwara Ao, aren't you?”

From those soft words he knew his life would change.

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