We were so very equal until
I thought... I thought I killed my
one true love the only man who
could ever understand who I was
or make me better, please make me
better you could turn me from an evil
soul into someone who knows what it's
like to feel good about the things you do
or who you are and I feel so sick sometimes
because the only things I think about are you
and that cursed flute never please make me better
I can't fix you I won't
take crdit for being able
to do that magic you're
you're the only one who
could do that why would
you ever think I'm magical for
I am nothing compared to you
why tell me why I love you so
much it hurts when I try and not
think about the world where you
don't exsist it's funny how sad I
am when I chose to draw Twinkle
and Iceingdeath and you aren't
there to keep me from hitting the
cold hard not you ground floor earth.