aliasfreiheit, microwaved burrito
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i've been having some pretty dark thoughts.
[nospaces] [break] [attr="class","skeletonorchestra"] [attr="class","skeletonorchestraimg"]  [attr="class","skeletonorchestramain"] [attr="class","skeletonorchestradiamond"] [attr="class","skeletonorchestraname"]SABER [attr="class","skeletonorchestrasub"]Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus [attr="class","skeletonorchestra1"] [attr="class","skeletonorchestra2"] [attr="class","skeletonorchestra21"] [attr="class","skeletonorchestratop"] NOW MAKE YOUR WISH ON THE STARS [attr="class","skeletonorchestratop1"]SKELETON ORCHESTRA [attr="class","skeletonorchestraplot"] My brain: I can use that newclass glitch for toggles![break] Also my brain: *forgets that toggles use [ input ] and [ label ] tags*[break] Me: Well, heck. [attr="class","skeletonorchestratitle"] FRIENDS the taciturn god abandoned the sound and waned while the night sky, being a crybaby, was moved to tears. it's a song, unknown to anyone, sung only on this moonlit night in a gray theater together with orion by the window. no matter how many times it happens, i can hear this lonesome unskillful voice. the rusted instruments are an illusion in the depths of the ocean, merely gathering those timbres i had heard in my dream. i wove them together so that they would eventually bud. the sound of interstellar travelling will not reach its destination. see, even though i kept singing, was just crying alone in the festival where i danced frantically. can you hear me calling out, romeo? romeo? i fell in an almost magical love with a sound, which i had finally met after years of separation - and i didn't even notice it. [attr="class","skeletonorchestratitle"] ENEMIES with their words completely drained, the people of this monotonous country began to seek out what it is they had lost. the melted antique days completely clogged their reflections in the ruins on mars with cassiopeia in the sky's broad daylight. no matter how many times it happens, i can hear the sound of a rain in the forlorn words, into which the sketched skeletons seem to be bury their lonely imagination. the distancing, sinking, and blurring sky, clueless about the situation, is taking me with it to that world where there's nothing but a heavy downpour. hey, to that faraway country that has been rained on and bloomed, i let my thoughts fly while my eyes were growing dull. now make your wish on the stars, romeo, romeo. passing through the gate, i'll find my way out of the fog. even if everything's taken from me, i will go and meet you. i will believe in this whispering voice. [attr="class","skeletonorchestratitle"] LOVERS the streets i'm walking on and the winter trapped in glass look like a movie scene i've seen before. on the narrow and long railroad tracks, they stain me with their colors. in the distant, quiet morning that loses its color as soon as it's touched, i found a fragment of sound. see, even though i kept singing, i was just crying alone in the music festival where i danced frantically. can you hear me calling out, romeo? romeo? i fell in an almost magical love with a sound, which i had finally met after years of separation before i fell into a slumber and became cold.<br><br> when i closed my eyes and reached out my hand, i could hear the beating of my desolate heart. i'm sending this endless melody out to the nameless you. 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