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I'm not afraid to die
I'm afraid of having to watch my loved ones cry...
Where did you come from
where did you go...
I'm still in love
but not with you...
Lying still i sense you there
your fingers all over...
When you left me did u you me to die?
when you left me did u know that i would just sit...