End the lonely

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I'm tired of being dressed up
I try to revolt
But chained alone Maybe I'm used to myself

This soul may have died In the mask of a masked dagger
silent When the darkness leads to my loneliness

I hope,
looking for the light of love
I'm bored Screamed
me in the tower

I hate lonely
The goddess of the night, end this quiet

End the lonely

End the lonely | Ecency