This heart
Still in a dirge
Posessed with lone
Growling unstable
This feeling
Will never realize
When will it knows itself
Everlasting
This life
Willn't change
Even a bit
A bitter bit
This memory
Will die
And stay in emptiness
Forever and everlasting
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