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Vermillion Highs
There's a misty landscape,
With birch trees standing tall,
With cypress blossoming,
And rain that washes all.
Remember all the things?
You said you'd rather die.
Well where were they back then!?
And you yell and i cry
Under the vermillion skies -
Of you and i.
There is a silver river,
Very, very nearby.
We can try to swim there,
But i'll most likely die.
Such a peaceful slumber,
Such a violent death,
And my last chance to feel,
Calming warmth of your breath,
Under the vermillion lies -
Of you and i.
Can you hear the heartbeat
Now missing in our bed.
Are you happy now?
Are you missing me yet?
You'll be the death of me
Now you feel the guilt!?
Seething into your veins
Like black ink with red tilt
Under the vermillion eyes -
Of you and i.
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