Like a pallete of dusty rain,
Raindrops that knock on the door,
Faithfully,
It slips through the window.
But no matter how the rain may fall,
The shield won't ever come off anymore.
The door will always be kept locked.
It will never be opened again.
Raindrops that knock on the door,
Faithfully,
It slips through the window.
But no matter how the rain may fall,
The shield won't ever come off anymore.
The door will always be kept locked.
It will never be opened again.
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