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fire burning in my eyeshe looks up with bitter surprisewatches the knife come down from h**li relish the spot in which he fellhe tore my heart and ripped my soulfoiled my love and stripped my roleas a loveras one of the hearta heart that's split aparttears hardly matter when you cryfor the one who would rather see you diea lover indeedbut now i know with cheerful dreadno one can love him because he's dead
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