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My Story Hasn't Finished

I have a story
My story hasn't finished
From the pillow, from the quilt
Her smell didn't go away
 
Write me whatever you write, doctor
I cried but it wasn't enough
 
I'm unhappy and very sick, amuse me, doctor
I'm dead but still alive, the definition is so hard
I'm in a dead-end street, come and find me, doctor
As if I was in childhood, ask me about puzzles
 
The sky is closed, wind blows from the west
A child goes back home from a hangover
Undress me, wear me out, doctor
Take and rescue me from these worries
 
I'm unhappy and very sick, amuse me, doctor
I'm dead but still alive, the definition is so hard
I'm in a dead-end street, come and find me, doctor
As if I was in childhood, ask me about puzzles
 
When the hard winter finishes
Birds will reach her with my letters
When the prayers stop
May be a new age would start
 
I'm unhappy and very sick, amuse me, doctor
I'm dead but still alive, the definition is so hard
I'm in a dead-end street, come and find me, doctor
As if I was in childhood, ask me about puzzles
 
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