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Februari 2011
I will plaster all you mortals with my dominating gutsI will torment revelations - I did never ask for muchI will taste the detonation while the geminis go wildI'll absorb the human sigh, eradicate yo
What right have I? You are not mine Nor will you ever be I need not try To read your sign You don't belong to me I should not care How you behave What difference does it make? Perhaps someday You will
He had a fault, this is most true But others have faults greater still A noble profile was his rue But many have done greater ill And yet he would not show His love, nor let her know That she was dear
And so I'll go, before I fall to pieces Yes I'll go, before I fall to pieces Now I'm just waiting for something that might never come If it's a million-to-one shot I'll make sure I'm the one Seems th
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