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I suspect you in not loving me
Due to dust coming out through your lips
Due to redness of cheeks when you speak
Useless truth making up your beliefs
I can feel really deep in your sea
Once I’ve got invitation for free
And the reason I’m hurt not what I see
But your careless behaviour within
I am lost in your waters of snow
Perfect snowflakes that landed below
Countless tears of your February sky
Tears had dropped and I still don’t know why
I am dealing with feeling of pain
Like a dog but in core of a lame
Like there’s nothing to worry but I
Love you like very careful child
Stopped to get over it cause it’s deadly
Seeing truths more dramatic than dreaming
Still not final since you are the sky
And I’m coming up, coming up sun
a song
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