THE causing burns my soul I want to mourn. I do not understand why. Ment. If I understand. The disappointment hurts, but false words. Now, burn, burn even more, I was overflowing and my eyes blurred vision, torture me the love and not love is killing me. I get confused, you gave me such beautiful moments together, and yet each disappointment hurts more than the last. But no, I'm going to rock, no more tears, and yet the pain persists, consistent present.
guess I always was and will well, I can not avoid, nor to you .
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