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On your way searching tranquillity lots of images pass your mind |
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Most of them are coloured black |
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They disillusionize your mood |
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Your once beloved one has left you behind |
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There is no way back, there is no turning-point |
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It's like a curse spoken... on you |
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The end so near |
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Your diary's last pages filled with blood-red ink |
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Telling your last destiny |
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Heaven or hell... |
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Your death cannot wait any longer |
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You climbed for her the highest mountains |
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Filled her life with preciousness |
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Thinking it would last forever |
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What a fool you have been |
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Believing she really cared for you |
