Baby's black balloon makes her fly I almost fell into that hole in your life And you're not thinking about tomorrow 'Cause you were the same as me But on your knees A thousand other boys could never reach you How could I have been the one I saw the world spin beneath you And scatter like ice from the spoon That was your womb Comin' down the world turned over And angels fall without you there And I go on as you get colder Or are you someone's prayer
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Baby's black balloon makes her fly I almost fell into that hole in your life And you're not thinking about tomorrow 'Cause you were the same as me But on your knees A thousand other boys could never reach you How could I have been the one I saw the world spin beneath you And scatter like ice from the spoon That was your womb Comin' down the world turned over And angels fall without you there And I go on as you get colder Or are you someone's prayer
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someday you came to me and I knew you were the one. You were the one i was dreaming all my life. When is dark you are my light
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you hope lies in your spark, like candles in the dark, guide me with your heart, you caught me by surprise, blink of your eyes, light the colour in the sky
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you hope lies in your spark, like candles in the dark, guide me with your heart, you caught me by surprise, blink of your eyes, light the colour in the sky
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When you try your best, but you dont succeedWhen you get what you want, but not what you needWhen you feel so tired, but you cant sleepStuck in reverseAnd the tears come streaming down your faceWhen you lose something you cant replaceWhen you love someone, but it goes to wasteCould it be worse?Lights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youAnd high up above or down belowWhen youre too in love to let it goBut if you never try, youll never knowJust what youre worthLights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youTears stream down your faceWhen you lose something you cannot replaceTears stream down your faceAnd ITears stream down your faceI promise you, Ill learn from my mistakesTears stream down your faceAnd ILights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix you
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When you try your best, but you dont succeedWhen you get what you want, but not what you needWhen you feel so tired, but you cant sleepStuck in reverseAnd the tears come streaming down your faceWhen you lose something you cant replaceWhen you love someone, but it goes to wasteCould it be worse?Lights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youAnd high up above or down belowWhen youre too in love to let it goBut if you never try, youll never knowJust what youre worthLights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youTears stream down your faceWhen you lose something you cannot replaceTears stream down your faceAnd ITears stream down your faceI promise you, Ill learn from my mistakesTears stream down your faceAnd ILights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix you
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When you try your best, but you dont succeedWhen you get what you want, but not what you needWhen you feel so tired, but you cant sleepStuck in reverseAnd the tears come streaming down your faceWhen you lose something you cant replaceWhen you love someone, but it goes to wasteCould it be worse?Lights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youAnd high up above or down belowWhen youre too in love to let it goBut if you never try, youll never knowJust what youre worthLights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youTears stream down your faceWhen you lose something you cannot replaceTears stream down your faceAnd ITears stream down your faceI promise you, Ill learn from my mistakesTears stream down your faceAnd ILights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix you
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When you try your best, but you dont succeedWhen you get what you want, but not what you needWhen you feel so tired, but you cant sleepStuck in reverseAnd the tears come streaming down your faceWhen you lose something you cant replaceWhen you love someone, but it goes to wasteCould it be worse?Lights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youAnd high up above or down belowWhen youre too in love to let it goBut if you never try, youll never knowJust what youre worthLights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix youTears stream down your faceWhen you lose something you cannot replaceTears stream down your faceAnd ITears stream down your faceI promise you, Ill learn from my mistakesTears stream down your faceAnd ILights will guide you homeAnd ignite your bonesAnd I will try to fix you
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An illustration of the lyrics to the song \"I'm gonna run and jump off the cliff.♪ Here I was and here I am gone ♪And when you know it all of a suddenThen you'll know who you've lost
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I know someday you'll have a beautiful lifeI know you'll be a starIn somebody else's skyBut whyWhyWhy can't it beWhy can't it be mine
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In a dimly lit chamber, the silhouette of the young Marcus Antonius, in his late twenties, is engulfed by shadows as he grapples with a glinting dagger. The room, adorned with fragments of Roman regalia, bears witness to the unfolding tragedy of a once-prominent figure.Antony, his countenance marked by the weight of internal strife, raises the dagger with a solemn determination. The air is thick with the gravity of the moment as he confronts the inexorable course of his destiny. The scene captures the poignant act of self-inflicted tragedy, marking the heartbreaking end of a life once filled with promise.
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The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,Youre the only one saddening a jubilant day.Youve been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.Thats enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
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The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,Youre the only one saddening a jubilant day.Youve been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.Thats enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
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The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,Youre the only one saddening a jubilant day.Youve been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.Thats enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
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The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,Youre the only one saddening a jubilant day.Youve been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.Thats enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
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The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
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The last cloud of the scattered storm!You are rushing alone through the clear azure,You cast a sad shadow alone,You're the only one saddening a jubilant day.You've been hugging the sky recently,And the lightning wrapped around you menacingly;And you were making mysterious thunderAnd she watered the greedy earth with rain.That's enough, hide yourself! The time has passed,The earth was refreshed, and the storm passed,And the wind, caressing the leaves of the trees,The heavens are chasing you from the calmed ones.
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In shadows cast by moons soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pains cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of times gentle mend,But she knows her hearts wound wont easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost.Holding a blood dripping heart,devil wings behind her back.
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In shadows cast by moons soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pains cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of times gentle mend,But she knows her hearts wound wont easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost,devil wings from his back, holding a blood dripping heart.
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In shadows cast by moons soft light,A girl stands, lost in the lonely night.Heartbroken whispers, a silent cry,A piece of her heart lost, a tear-stained sky.Alone she wanders through the echoing gloom,A ghost of love, consumed by the tomb.No solace found in words so sweet,For in her shattered heart, pains cruel defeat.No one comprehends the depth of her despair,Echoes of laughter, a love once so rare.Yet, they speak of healing, of times gentle mend,But she knows her hearts wound wont easily transcend.In the quiet corners where her tears often flow,She mourns a love that ceased to grow.No warmth in assurances, no comfort in the day,For the love she lost will forever hold its sway.So she walks through the shadows, her spirit torn,A lonely symphony of a heart forlorn.In the silence, she bears the weight of the cost,A girl undone, with a heart forever lost.
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In a semi-dark place, he huddles his legs to his chest, holding broken wings, and wears a sorrowful expression. The translation of the text to English is **\Lost.\**
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But the light gently took me on Passing through the clouds, I feel my heart filled with unsaid emotions When I notice, my cheeks feel wet from my tears Why is it that I dont wanna let go of your hand? Please, stay with me and never leave
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But the light gently took me on Passing through the clouds, I feel my heart filled with unsaid emotions When I notice, my cheeks feel wet from my tears Why is it that I dont wanna let go of your hand? Please, stay with me and never leave
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A profound touch that strikes the depths of the soul, with a backdrop of a starry night sky. A young boy looking up with admiration
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He walked on the street in the rainy night, his clothes were soaked, and the cold wind was biting. He didnt know where he was going, nor where he came from. He only knew that he had lost everything, his home, his lover, his dream. He felt like a walking dead, without a goal, without hope, without meaning.He looked up at the sky, only to see dark clouds, without a trace of starlight. He looked down at the street lamp, only to see the light was dim, flickering. He felt like that street lamp, about to go out, about to disappear. He couldnt help but think of her, she used to be his light, his warmth, his everything. But she had left him, forever.He didnt know how long he could walk, nor how long he could live. He only knew that he had nothing to lose, his life had no value. He was just waiting, waiting for that moment to come, that moment, he could reunite with her, that moment, he could end it all.
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I came in from the outside, burnt out from a joyride She likes to roll here in my ashes anyway Played from the bedside is Stella by Starlight That was my heart, the drums that start off night and day The same kind of music haunts her bedroom I'm almost me again, she's almost you I wouldn't know where to start Sweet music playin' in the dark Be still my foolish heart Don't ruin this on me I wouldn't know where to start Sweet music playin' in the dark Be still my foolish heart Don't ruin this on me
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Lights go out and I cant be savedTides that I tried to swim againstHave brought me down upon my kneesOh, I beg, I beg and plead, singingCome out of things unsaidShoot an apple off my headAnd a trouble that cant be namedA tigers waiting to be tamed, singingYou are, you areConfusion never stopsClosing walls and ticking clocksGonna come back and take you homeI could not stop that you now know, singingCome out upon my seasCursed missed opportunitiesAm I a part of the cure?Or am I part of the disease? SingingYou are, you areYou are, you areYou are, you areAnd nothing else comparesOh, nothing else comparesAnd nothing else comparesYou are, you areHome, home where I wanted to go,
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a warming scene,Through the darkest depths, I'll lend my voice to yours, Together we'll soar, like never before
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a warming scene,Through the darkest depths, I'll lend my voice to yours, Together we'll soar, like never before
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a warming scene,Through the darkest depths, I'll lend my voice to yours, Together we'll soar, like never before
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a warming scene,Through the darkest depths, I'll lend my voice to yours, Together we'll soar, like never before
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an anime screen shot, But the light gently took me on Passing through the clouds, I feel my heart filled with unsaid emotions When I notice, my cheeks feel wet from my tears Why is it that I dont wanna let go of your hand? Please, stay with me and never leave
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an anime screen shot, But the light gently took me on Passing through the clouds, I feel my heart filled with unsaid emotions When I notice, my cheeks feel wet from my tears Why is it that I dont wanna let go of your hand? Please, stay with me and never leave
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https:discord.comchannels6622679769842974739908168065811988691185138177086869605Based on the face in the picture as a prototype.In this artwork, Kim Taehyungs countenance appears melancholic and profound as he descends, revealing a conflicting inner turmoil in his gaze. Adorned with black wings, the feathers display intricate details and distinct outlines, portraying an elegant and mysterious dynamism. Soft white clouds envelop him, conveying a delicate and blurred texture. Radiance from above, with warm orange and gold tones, creates a dramatic atmosphere. The sense of descent is intensified by streamlined clouds and traces of wind, adding a dynamic layer to the scene. Taehyungs attire, flowing and detailed, harmonizes with the fall, rendering realistic folds. The overall composition captures a unique emotional essence, conveying the intricate emotions and struggles within the fallen angel.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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(blocking in oil painting technique abstract image) The mirror of a lustrum. There is a contemplative lustrum behind the glass, which is a mute consort of the boiling joy that cries out to it with arms upraised and crowned in a fist, to the twin that looks out through that window. It is a small victory dressed in time won, and that the first conscience jealously guards in the memory of a child born into the world for the second time. And I ask myself at every instant: How long will the memory last? That one that assaults the head every time a doubt arises, every time it takes refuge in the moment that celebrates being alive; The one that becomes the shadow of your own Cronos! In the guardian of the Ego, that dresses you before the gaze of God... Forever and ever.
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