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and on the last day,
our very last day...
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I wish I could let myself feel it.
The reality that you care...
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So normal, the poverty
makes you rich...
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Closed eyes...sealed mouths
numbed by a pregnant moon...
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Dying with minutes
in dark, when the sun...
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I see you in front of the mirror
And so often I'll watch you frown...
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Can't deal with this anymore
It's like I'm living in a constant...
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Can we talk about how you made the unsaid, said?
You, who is so eager, wanting the best for me...
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I just want to be free
From all pain...
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It is the feeling of
Living in fear...
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Crystals shine within her eyes -
Whispering tales of past lives...
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She is red - ablaze with a passion so vibrant in...
She is orange - refreshingly sweet as her words...