I was afraid, I am afraid once again
Lonely friend
Every drop off, the blood burns its own will
Lovely view!
Your dark lips, your dark love let me depressed and disgusted
Depression, disgust!
The poet's dying, his final verses were written for you
He's rotting for you
It isn't real
Took my will
Ran away once again!
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