perspective of the person who has crush on Baguling.
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Lion Love:joyful:
As I stand behind watching you
With those eyes flaming with hue
I told myself "there is nothing new"
I walked out with feeling blue.
I know, you crazily admire him
as much as I adore your sweet hymn.
But I can tell, mine is within the realm
of your heart which is made if rime.
I am jealous of him, I want to blame myself.
I have nothing but this affection itself.
How I wish this veneration hasn't fully grown.
Now, I am enjoying this regret in oblivion.
perspective of the person who has crush on Baguling.
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Lion Love:joyful:
As I stand behind watching you
With those eyes flaming with hue
I told myself "there is nothing new"
I walked out with feeling blue.
I know, you crazily admire him
as much as I adore your sweet hymn.
But I can tell, mine is within the realm
of your heart which is made if rime.
I am jealous of him, I want to blame myself.
I have nothing but this affection itself.
How I wish this veneration hasn't fully grown.
Now, I am enjoying this regret in oblivion.