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By sweetness Date: 2002 Mar 06 Comment on this Work [[2002.03.06.06.55.21597]] |
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No more dusk, no more night not a fire, just a light a violent scene, an empty place a broken look upon your face. Are we lovers, are we friends? Has our future hit an end? Should we make up, should we try should we simply say goodbye? No more crying, no more strain, no more ever-present pain. No more me, no more you nothing left for us to do. |