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You ate my flesh and spit it out, am I so bad to you?
Killing hope won't bring you back to me, but what will?
Answer my dying soul's body, I beg you, don't be a thorn.
Is it about love or death, I do not know, do you?
I'm thinking of this day, today, very often, I could have been dead.
2 persons pushed me in the right direction, but they're gone now.
Where did you go, why won't you a least come back to me.
My tomb is black and cold, like a heart in a hand.
Cold, dead, cut and decayed, this is a new era, but with old memories.