The rain falls in the blood,
my eyes are wide awake,
You were within me,
so deep that I forgot who I am,
finally letting me go.
Spit it out myself.
Not even your eyes I want to see
and yet you're in my dreams,
while I go to the knee,
Please do not be so fond of me,
I do not wipe away the tears
I hate you.
Almost as much as I loved you.
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