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By Nightshade

Two lives living in two different worlds same experiences same torture One day maybe the cords will be cut and the strings of fate let their lives become one And two will meet and realize their the same find comfort in each other and be happy someday But as the world continues on they remain in sync marching the same rhythm but to different beats And both experience a near death scheme and then fate cuts their wrists they bleed And time continues on their living half-dead and the cords shrivel up and they meet each other instead And the two different worlds are exactly the same chasing each other like the earth rotates The two lives sync and they're saved but will fate still carry the blades?

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