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tonight my life seems like the smoke
my love is nothing but a joke the moon is rising in the sky two stars are carved across my eyes but which is hers and which is mine? a thousand wings surrounds my body i feel you here but here's nobody As the lonely lion i stand my ground hearing my heart screaming loud for all the pain that cursed my veins for all the sunset and the rains my love, my soul, they both are chained to you my angel ... you never camed to you my love's but a bad joke so tonight my life ... it seems just like The Smoke
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