Burying your breath in the still season,
You, who waited for help, dissolved into nothingness.
I can`t make my raised voice retreat so you can`t hear it anymore...
I`ve come to realize that it is my sin.

The Gazette

Japanese visual kei rock band

Without a Trace

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Submitted by: creachan

Time of publication: July 12, 2014

Length: 203 characters

Favorited by: 1 member

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