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the broken ballad
Besmirched bonds, an inexorable decline,
They await in the shadows evanescently;
Lasting only in the fleeting moment,
Where the melody of fate
Seems to synchronise with our heartbeats.
They are the broken ballads
In the rhythm...
They await in the shadows evanescently;
Lasting only in the fleeting moment,
Where the melody of fate
Seems to synchronise with our heartbeats.
They are the broken ballads
In the rhythm...
