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you said you wanted me to love you
and when i did, you said my love's a game for you and so you left me all alone, surounded by the shadows, my long gone dreams, my need of you ... so, now i'm standing here all alone, the cold of night is all that i can feel i had a dream ... my dream was you, but your heart is nothing else but steal. have i forgotten how to love? may be! for no one loves without a heart, and no one cries when there's no tear and no one bleeds when there's no blood. i have no blood, no tear, no heart ... i am alone for you are gone ... be gone than! take my dreams with you and all the hopes my soul will spawn! i hear no sound, i see no light, i don't feel anything but pain and cold, i am a shadow of the man i was, i dreamed a dream of what i once was told.
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