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I saw life that's fading out, Steams of souls I breathe. Eyes of beauty staring rigid, Tell me all I want to know.
Stars reflect in my gem stones, Shaking fingers touch your skin. I bring you my necklace, Make it trip on your neck.
I read the suffer In the eyes of the dead. I feel the cold wind, Of your last breath.
Two months're gone and I stay, Kneeling here before your grave. I take what you were wearing. I can see my destiny.
In flames of troubles, I lock in my world. I've found my paradise, But I lost my soul.
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