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So this is inspired from The Gazette's Taion , rlly sad story, RIP Junko furuta :'(

 

 

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There you are, my love

my young and most beautiful rose

it's nearly winter, then will be quickly spring

 

...Dearest...what has happened?

Please reply...speak even

I lost the sound of even your heartbeat...

 

Just a bit more longer,

If only you had lasted

so young...too young

 

And your warm red petals

they changed, died, decayed, withered...

And turned white, colourless....

 

Why didn't they help you?

Why did they fear?

"Powerless and weak...." does hatred now cloud your thoughts?

 

Speak only of hate and pain...you're still scared

even now, though, they are far away

is it because they walk free, dearest?

 

Wanted revenge maybe?

But how? No...no

But only kids we all were

 

Nothing stays the same forever...

 

Even as they ripped your petals from you,

burned you, humiliated you...

plucked you when still not fully grown, so innocent

 

Forget, move on

to the other world that awaits you, the one

that will make you happy again

 

The world you now see here

so cruel, so untamed,

you learned the hard way

 

Please... just let go...

We know you didn't deserve this...

all this pain and hatred...

 

We all know of your story, us who care for you

though some see you a stranger, though feel

you, and know you from them...

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