
Cecelia
"Do you remember the day in october?"
"The leaves were falling just like me when it was over..."
"One more day of sorrow and I'll struggle to stay sober..."
"Hope to see you later, when I get over."
"I still remember the smell of your perfume..."
"It hasn't left me since the day you made me blue."
I think I saw you but I'm not supposed to.
"I must be dreaming..."
"Cause I don't believe in ghosts!"
(I guess you could roleplay on this? If you want to)
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