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Close your eyes and listen to your voice.
Look out at the tense air in the night.
A mottled album in the heart of the screening room.
The characters also gradually began to enter the play.
Stay where you are and look for it alone.
But he can never get back his former self.
Your departure has taught me to keep forgetting.
Don't touch those prickly feelings anymore.
It's always been a senseless feeling.
Why bother?
You said you were going to give up the anti-lock memories.
Why leave me alone and quiet?
Why are you leaving.
Is it that I care too much or that you never cherish.
The pain of memory reminds me.
Maybe you can be sober when you are alone.
Quietly humming our melody.
Brush up on the traces of your departure in the moonlight.
Weak physical emotions will still miss you.
But I can't feel your breath anymore.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
If you hear the sound of heartbreak.
Then I will stop my breathing.
Then throw away the memories and turn around and die.
This represents my feelings.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
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Song: Deliverance.
Singer: Zhang Huimei **: Inspiration.
Love never sleeps.
Memories are like stars.
The more hot tears boiled.
The more I felt a little colder.
People who have changed their minds.
The more you think about it, the more it hurts.
Sit until early in the morning.
The sunlight turned on the lights in the room.
Think. If the ending is the same.
Why bother thinking about it.
Injure. If you let people grow.
Why am I afraid of the injury of the breakup.
Liberation is the willingness to admit that it was a mistake.
I shouldn't have left it unforgiving.
You have the freedom to go, I have the freedom to live well.
Liberation is knowing how to wipe away tears after reading.
Find a new direction to move forward.
It's a big world.
I always make a dream come true.
Think. Like the ending.
Why bother thinking about it.
Injure. If you let people grow.
Why am I afraid of the injury of the breakup.
There was a longing for courage in my heart.
Don't worry about me anymore from those who love me.
Liberation is the willingness to admit that it was a mistake.
I shouldn't have left it unforgiving.
You have the freedom to go, I have the freedom to live well.
Liberation is knowing how to wipe away tears after reading.
Find a new direction to move forward.
It's a big world.
I always make a dream come true.
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Close your eyes and listen to your voice.
Look out at the tense air in the night.
A mottled album in the heart of the screening room.
The characters also gradually began to enter the play.
Stay where you are and look for it alone.
But he can never get back his former self.
Your departure has taught me to keep forgetting.
Don't touch those prickly feelings anymore.
It's always been a senseless feeling.
Why bother?
You said you were going to give up the anti-lock memories.
Why leave me alone and quiet?
Why are you leaving.
Is it that I care too much or that you never cherish.
The pain of memory reminds me.
Maybe you can be sober when you are alone.
Quietly humming our melody.
Brush up on the traces of your departure in the moonlight.
Weak physical emotions will still miss you.
But I can't feel your breath anymore.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
If you hear the sound of heartbreak.
Then I will stop my breathing.
Then throw away the memories and turn around and die.
This represents my feelings.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
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Throw away the memories. Close your eyes and listen to your voice.
Look out at the tense air in the night.
A mottled album in the heart of the screening room.
The characters also gradually began to enter the play.
Stay where you are and look for it alone.
But he can never get back his former self.
Your departure has taught me to keep forgetting.
Don't touch those prickly feelings anymore.
It's always been a senseless feeling.
Why bother?
You said you were going to give up the anti-lock memories.
Leave me alone and quiet by what you do.
Why are you leaving.
Is it that I care too much or that you never cherish.
The pain of memory reminds me.
Maybe you can be sober when you are alone.
Quietly humming our melody.
Brush up on the traces of your departure in the moonlight.
Weak physical emotions will still miss you.
But I can't feel your breath anymore.
If you can hear the sound of Fusui's heartbreak.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I'll stop breathing hall hands.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
If you hear the sound of heartbreak.
Then I will stop my breathing.
Then throw away the memories and turn around and die.
This represents my feelings.
If only the sound of heartbreak could be heard.
Then I would stop breathing.
If only we could forget what we were.
I'll throw away the sweetness I've had with you.
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