Daylight is breaking so slowly, my eyes have not yet awakened.
What's in your life when you think it's over?
The sun in my arms, so hot, so hot.
What have you done to destroy it?
There is no way, I have no sense because ...
because they no longer need them.
All I could someday make you happy, now does not matter.
There is only darkness, and will not be easy (and it seems unlikely)
What did you do when I shouting your name?
And do not go by myself
nor is the desire to draw from.
What do you think I have been for you?
And there is only darkness and will not be easy (not an easy out)
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