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We were to close to the stars,
And I burned you with my touch,
is that why we fell apart?
I made peace with your silence,
It's fine when I'm not knowing,
Still care about things that we have spoken,
but you don't have to speak no more.
Made some new friends when I was crying, they're called tears, it's surprising.
If you ever would cut my vena cava, and I'll have to bleed out,
I'd rather look into your eyes, cause in your eyes is the sweetness to your soul.
No sunset on this world could touch without touching me, but your look does.
Wonder if I am a ghost to you,
Because there are words and things I still want to talk about,
I know it would hurt,
So I just let you live.
And if there would be medicine to get you out of my chest,
I'll swallow all the pills,
No deprivation could affect me,
Nothing else could get me away from you.
The dead lovers of this world should understand, that I sacrificed me, before I got it clear that you never wanted me.
Was already the fool and now my heart is a graveyard, trapped in our gloom, turn myself from in to out and still I keep on going.

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