• “999”
    By: Kyokasha

    He wears dark clothes,
    And dyes his hair.
    Even if he’s not gonna go anywhere.
    He’ll wear black pants-
    Out in the summer sun,
    When he knows he’s the only one.

    He plays in his band,
    And listens to anything with scream.
    Although I can’t ever find its simple themes.
    He steps over the lines,
    And into the sin of Las Vegas,
    He’s often called my little sadist.

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    Crawling out into the night.
    His skin so pale and light.
    My little vampire of triple nine.
    Looking in a mirror upside down-
    I can barely see that devilish crown.
    He’s my triple nine.

    Passing through the days in silence,
    He plays on his guitar alone.
    He’s got my text on his phone-
    Replying in brief words.
    He still doesn’t see my sign.
    I’m waiting for him to be mine.

    I wrote it in his books every year,
    Hoping to see if he could know.
    He’s captured my aura’s soul.
    Maybe someday he’ll see.
    My little vampire I want him to be.

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    Too bad he never got my hints.
    At least we’re still friends ever since.
    He’s my triple nine.

    (Chorus)

    He’s my triple nine.
    He’s my triple nine.
    He’s my…. Triple nine.