You cut my heart again,
Not seeing my pain.
You always sweet,
I want you to repeat.
You my genius little,
Give kiss a simple.
After all still remember,
That cold December.
The of your perfume smell,
I am guilty, and go to hell.
In my heart pain,
I love you doll rain.
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