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I lay down on my bed of pain,
And sitting like that, with no idea into my brain, I look at a dark spot into my ceiling Thinking of nothing and suddenly, All my thoughts are rushing like they wanna get out I know that this is happening Because i'm scare to lose you no doubt, In all my mind's emptiness, I'm thinking only at your beautiful green eyes, They make me feel better just by thinking of them You and your eyes are a gift that I receive every day And now layed on my bed, covered with fear I play, With all humans minds, being now the luckiest between men, I am just a devil who has fallen in love with an angel
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