For my missing dog, to search, and a slinking cat I met. Or, for my missing dog, to search, and a home wrecker I met.
A crime committed by my store manager, finding out, tanking up.
In the front shrine, a sacrifice victim waiting for, a spearhead is there
My rival in her love, at his beside on his passing away, seized with fear because of.
Constantly telling us to, and falling asleep, a woman returning the favor. Or, constantly telling us to, and falling asleep, a woman forgetting her favor.