I sewed the pockets
not to bring your name with me.
The fiery pleasure
to meet the pain.
will read again the letter that you've never written
which paved hell.
If there is a tomorrow with the sun
I would like to be there.
not to bring your name with me.
The fiery pleasure
to meet the pain.
will read again the letter that you've never written
which paved hell.
If there is a tomorrow with the sun
I would like to be there.
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