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Stupid
I am a gun, you are a bullet
Even if few, you are very enough
It is unthinkable being without you
You became my fate till my death
I have prepared your excuse
I will take your beautiful heart
I have missed a lot of your love
I will burn my life for your sadness
I upset you, then it is from my love
Talking about separation
The harm of thorns is for hands not the rose
my heart is like a mountain, my brain is stupid
I am yours, and you still mine
There is a meaning (explanation) in my eyes
If you are absent in one, you will be in the other
Filter my mirror and search for yourself
Flowing love in the heart, will not stop
It is Okay without me, but impossible without you
I have lost myself in your chest
Come on call, fate manipulator
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