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I cry again,
reading the pretty words
all over again.

They are like an epitaph
saying: Rest in peace.
You don't need me anymore

I will shut the door behind,
lay my back against the wall.
Falling down on the floor,
crying out loud, calling your name.

Is here all I can get?

Broken heart,
another fragile smile.

Words fading through the tears,
and dying wishes in my ears.

In sadness we find our humanity

It is the pain
that reminds what's truly precious.

If you want everything,
you'll end up with nothing.

So many things are left undone,
now I can lay down at my tomb.

This is all I can get:
my heart will die and forget.
Words fading through my ears,
and dying wishes dry with my tears.