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Please, be wary, don't get involved, be patient |
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I try to protect you, at every movement I'm confused |
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I'm left to the grieve, the moment is coming |
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Now I'm left with no choice but to accept the loss of you |
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Within reality's filth, I'm exhausted |
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It is stronger than everything, for its real and touchable |
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I'm left to grieve, for the moment will soon be upon us |
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While you gaze at me, I shed tears |
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For I see the purity. That troubles me |
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Inner divergence consumes me at every instant |
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I look upon your purity because is sweet |
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And inside, I see the look of innocence |
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The contamination is broad, there's no avoiding |
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Please, don't look me in the eyes |
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How could innocence vanish in such way? |
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I hear a child's cry, and it won't let me think |
