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Artificial love... Is nothing like the real thing.
And it is a Miracle how much this Wound stings.
As I fall into my Grave.
I'll Bury my thoughts, my Secrets and sins...
And await
The day I'm Born again.
Do You really Love me, or is that Smile for Someone Else?