My love decrease.
My heart that weeps.
Left their mark on my skin.
My youth - a long gone day.
The mood has passed away.
I guess there's nothing left but a waste of different moments in my head.
I cannot feel who are you.
I am born for burning, bury me again.
I cannot feel how sickness grows.
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