You are wonderfull, Too perfect to me, I will hide you Beyond memory. My life is full of suspensions, And while I adore you I am not worth of your attention. I keep you beyond memory. All acts i have commited, You couldn't forgive; I am the death And you deserve to live. My jealousie is my single wound, I would take you To our commun tomb, Far beyond memory...Birth sign: Cancer
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