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10-08-2016, 02:59 PM
Ryouta guards himself.
Sitting in the case alone,
Outcast
A dusty, unpolished gem catches my eye.
He is often dusty and dirty
Light does not gleam in the stone anymore—
But the shelf’s too high, I need that step-stool to get a better look.
Taller than Raeden
Ah! It’s just an old trinket from someone to their lost sweetheart. No wonder the dust; love never lasts.
His beloved died many years ago.
Sitting in the case alone,
Outcast
A dusty, unpolished gem catches my eye.
He is often dusty and dirty
Light does not gleam in the stone anymore—
But the shelf’s too high, I need that step-stool to get a better look.
Taller than Raeden
Ah! It’s just an old trinket from someone to their lost sweetheart. No wonder the dust; love never lasts.
His beloved died many years ago.
