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I met you first time
In cold morning in May
I'd commited a crime
So my life was decayed.

Admiring your black eyes
I dreamed about you.
I'm sure, life is hard,
but i found that one clue.

Woke up in the morning
I recalled your voice
Are the angels singing
Or is it white noise?

But i didn't care
My delusions were strong.
Like they could move hills
and set fire when it's cold.

Love lived in my soul,
lt was shining like gold.
I could only pretend so
till it started to rot.

Rotting poisoned my heart,
my delusions were killed.
is love only one cause
people suffer and live?

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