I often go back in time - a sign of sorrow,
but tomorrow... for me there's no tomorrow,
until I see your glowing smile,
then come with me - let's walk a mile,
hold my hand, don't go away, stay,
the sky's not gray, cos you're my shining fay,
without you there's only darkness all around,
no way out, just torture, am I hell bound?
Save my soul, don't leave me in the dreadful pit,
dimly lit, where the devil hid the death's wit.
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As soon as I touched your fairy world, I carved your name across my eyelids. Thus, you are never far from my mind. The world cannot handle me ... me, marked by you.
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