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2005 год.

I am.

I gave all the things that I had in your hands But 'you couldn't see them, they fell on the floor All light that I had now is down and in dirt I'm not the sun any more, I'm a storm. I lost everything, I was drown in your eyes I didn't feel anything, melted like snow But you couldn't see. Cold like ice. Burned me down, I'm not a rose any more, I'm a thorn.

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