Shaking fingertips,
Unwavering eyes,
You tell me those three words,
Those three painful words.
Between I, who cannot love,
And you who gives the world,
A story that cannot start,
Becomes untold.
Shaking fingertips,
Unwavering eyes,
You tell me those three words,
Those three painful words.
Between I, who cannot love,
And you who gives the world,
A story that cannot start,
Becomes untold.
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